THE RED SQUARE STREETS

"Hey! Stop"
"I was calling you so hard.... you just didn't listen ! .... What's wrong with you ?"
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"Nothing ! .... I just didn't pay attention"

He then walked away. His ignorance allowed just this much to come out from inside him.
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She was still standing at the same place.... puzzled!
She saw him going away, till his persona shrunk to the size of 'dew'.... outside as well as inside her !
Her eyes experienced a different hue all around her. For a second, she almost gone blank.... trying to sync with the coldness (with which he left) & the warmth (she always possessed).
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The clock struck sharply.. marking the hour, from the clock tower behind her, bringing her into consciousness.
After a long period of numbness.. finally tears ran down her cheeks. The warmth of tears helped her regain sensitivity.
She didn't even once.. try to wipe them out as.. every falling tear was taking away her sorrow with it.
And that's what she really wanted then.
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She made her hands move in search of her phone. Taking it out.. she hurriedly typed something & without a delay her thumb pressed the send button.
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Her message was received. But this time.. to 'whom' she really wanted to.
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A few minutes after.... she was with *him. She really was .... with *him.
This time she stretched her hand towards *him. *He held it with the same gentleness as *he always wanted to. She gave *him *his life & her world.. & with a loving heart.... *he promised to take utmost care of it.
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With smiles on their faces, they both walked on. They walked on.... the streets of Red Square, Moscow.
The streets .... that witnessed the most substantial turn of her life.
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She never looked back. And she will never forget the Red Square streets.. as that day those streets walked with her too.

P.S. -• He & *He were two different beings.
        -•  The famous 'Saviour tower' is the clock tower mentioned in this fictional composition.