The Chemistry Between Hearts

The pupils forged ahead like warriors do on hearing the war siren. 'Thank you ma'am!' This time it was a concise one, unlike the usual extended syllables one. After all, it was the lunch break.

Everybody stormed through the battlefield, ready to foray, but one retreated. No, he wasn't a coward. He was the bravest. The staunchest. 

'So you were waiting for me.' said a voice which emanated from his posterior.

'Yes, Anaya.' 

'How come you still remember me?'

'You know why.'

And there they advanced, on the war-struck land, which had now been at peace due to evacuation. Holding each other's hands they strided, marching with the same gait, like soldiers with patriotism in their hearts. It was love, not voluptuousness.

'I love you, Anaya.'

'Love you too.'

Herein she reduced to what she was- a faint memory. Memory, which he had held captive in his mind all these days, memories which made him forget she was not in this world anymore. Memories, which made her a part of him.

The elements in their hearts formed covalent bonds which could never be separated from each other.
~The Chemistry Between Hearts ❤

Love has a perpetual succession- Men may come and men may go but love goes on forever. Love never dies.                              

In the memory of my late grandmother. Love you DADI! You'll always be alive in my memory. May your soul rest in peace!