Monologue On A Hero's Journey
-- Every change is a turn of a wheel, for good or for ill, but it is not in his hands...someone else governs the circling of fate.
-- He looked around. Not a single soul was to be seen and there was a stunning silence, except for the rustle of teak tree leaves by the wind, or the occasional distant howl of a jackal. It was the strangest feeling he had ever had.
--“You must understand that we need to keep a balance between the assimilation of foreign culture and retention of our own values” Rohit retorted. “Otherwise we would regret it later.”
-- Warmth surged in his body. “Jhilmil is a nice name–means twinkling, like the stars do. And she does have charming features– a tribal beauty with dimples,” he thought, as a smile crossed his face.
-- In the forest paths, near the brooks, I sense you, Your shadow always chases me Your scent always pervades me I …show more content…
In our journeys, perhaps we’ll meet,
Surely, on the way, someday.’
Was it a goodbye message?
-- Her lips curved into a smile. A gradual transition in the facial muscles at the corner of her lips created tiny depressions and dimples appeared on her both cheeks. Suddenly, Rohit relaxed as he appeared to have found the answer to his mental zigzag. Dimples are hereditary, he had read. Did he know anyone in her family? His mind raced. He had to somehow complete the links in the chain.
-- Shalini leaned toward him and placed her head against his chest, her hair draping over his arms. Soon, a gush of cool breeze with a flowery fragrance blew through the amphitheater and impulsively they clasped each other in a passionate embrace. “Oh, I loved you so much,” she mumbled, while he felt her warmth and her scent permeated into his lungs.
Slowly, his mouth lowered to her parted, trembling lips and intense passion flooded his body traversing to his bones and marrow. For a few moments, the world came to an end for him–the only sounds were the chirps of the birds and the music from the
-- He looked around. Not a single soul was to be seen and there was a stunning silence, except for the rustle of teak tree leaves by the wind, or the occasional distant howl of a jackal. It was the strangest feeling he had ever had.
--“You must understand that we need to keep a balance between the assimilation of foreign culture and retention of our own values” Rohit retorted. “Otherwise we would regret it later.”
-- Warmth surged in his body. “Jhilmil is a nice name–means twinkling, like the stars do. And she does have charming features– a tribal beauty with dimples,” he thought, as a smile crossed his face.
-- In the forest paths, near the brooks, I sense you, Your shadow always chases me Your scent always pervades me I …show more content…
In our journeys, perhaps we’ll meet,
Surely, on the way, someday.’
Was it a goodbye message?
-- Her lips curved into a smile. A gradual transition in the facial muscles at the corner of her lips created tiny depressions and dimples appeared on her both cheeks. Suddenly, Rohit relaxed as he appeared to have found the answer to his mental zigzag. Dimples are hereditary, he had read. Did he know anyone in her family? His mind raced. He had to somehow complete the links in the chain.
-- Shalini leaned toward him and placed her head against his chest, her hair draping over his arms. Soon, a gush of cool breeze with a flowery fragrance blew through the amphitheater and impulsively they clasped each other in a passionate embrace. “Oh, I loved you so much,” she mumbled, while he felt her warmth and her scent permeated into his lungs.
Slowly, his mouth lowered to her parted, trembling lips and intense passion flooded his body traversing to his bones and marrow. For a few moments, the world came to an end for him–the only sounds were the chirps of the birds and the music from the