काव्यगाथा : प्रहलाद परिहार

Can We Love This Way?   : Joy Modesty  A True Poetic Novel by Joy Modesty Part One ! Shailja : The Fragrance of Love   Today When he heard that  she has left the world anonymously. He went to her grave in shock and offered red roses mournfully. The graveyard was deserted and silent, all there were graves and graves only. He looked at them thinking nothing, and returned to his car lifeless, lonely. He was driving his car and the scenes of her life came alive into his eyes. He who was the 'second man; of her life, felt that it was raining out very nice. He switched on the wipers of his car, but alas! it was not raining outside. His eyes were full of tears, with an unbearable grief, it was raining inside. She was the woman in blue umbrella for him, and he was the second man for her. She left this world after her second marriage, the man was proved 'a good husband' for her. Her forefathers were in the service of divine, they lived in the church yard out of shine. She bo...