Miracles do Happen – Chapter 1


(n.) Survival Juice


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The footsteps of a young girl walking along the deserted road, her skirt ruffling on the gravel as she walks, were the only sound heard. She stops in front of a café and raises her head to inhale the exotic smell of freshly brewed coffee and then she entered into the café which displayed a sign on the door saying “closed”. Has she enters the few people who were preparing the shop for the day, greets her. Tessa smiles at them as she enters and waves her hand at few.

“Hey there! Is everything ready? Almost time to open the café” she says

The waitress and the chefs who were grouped at one end of the kitchen looks up at her. One timid looking girl bows down her head showing respect and answers “Yes Mam”.

Tessa’s eyes widen for no particular reason and the waitress looks confused at her

“I’ve told you, just call me Tessa. I don’t like the mam, sir environment”.

Just then the manager walks into the kitchen in search of Tessa.

“Tessa! There you are. I’ve been looking for you everywhere”.

“Really? Everywhere?” She asks grinning at her.

“Well you know what I meant and you need to get ready to meet your visitor if you haven’t forgotten,” The manager says in a rigid voice.

“Oops I totally forgot” Tessa replies cringing her shoulders

“There you go” Saying, she gives her I knew it would happen look. After a minute or two, giving them the details about the Menu for the day, she sighs and then walks into her office to get ready.

 A waitress was arranging the sheets on the table while a man walks into the café.

“Sir! We aren’t open yet, will take about 15 minutes before we are open” She says as the man entered, wiping her hands on the apron.

“Well! I have an appointment” He takes out his business card and hands it over to the waitress and continues “I’m here to meet Tessa”.

While the waitress takes the card from him looking confused, the manager of the cafe runs towards them on overhearing the conversation and greets him with a smile.

“I’m sorry,” She replied giving a stern glance at the waitress

“Allow me to guide you to your table” saying she tells the waitress to inform Tessa. The waitress nods and leaves the room and after few minutes Tessa walks into the room and nods at the manager. The manager takes her leave bows at the visitor showing her due respect and leaves them alone.

“Hi David” She greets him with a lovely smile. He stands in return as she walks towards him and says ” You look splendid” hearing which Tessa blushes and sits on the chair opposite to him.

“What would you like to have?”

“I’ve heard we get amazing coffees here. So definitely coffee” he responded with a smirk.

“Of course we serve the best coffee here,” She said raising her shoulder which showed the confidence she possessed.

David smiles at her response as Tessa waves for the waitress, orders for two cups of freshly brewed amazing coffee and then she turns towards him, asking “So how’s work?”

“Great! Dealing with books is good however it’s hectic at times, in fact, this time I did keep my word and brought you a book” saying he hands over the book to Tessa. She takes it and thanks him.

“Aren’t you going to open it?

“Later” saying she keeps the package on the table as he asks the question which she has been trying to avoid.

“This is our fourth meet so far. Tes! What do you think?”

“Yes! I know you want to know the answer but I need to discuss with my parents first.” She says a little hesitantly

“But  …” as he was about to further continue Tessa’s phone rings and disrupts the environment and the conversation stops mid-air. Tessa excuses and leaves the place to attend the call. Meanwhile, the coffee was served and David took a few sips while waiting for her to return.

After few minutes she enters looking worried and confused, seeing her expression David sets the coffee on the table.

“Sorry! I’ve got to leave now. It’s an emergency”

“What happened? Is there a problem?” He asks with concern

“I’m sorry I’ve got to leave…Eh… I don’t know. Mom just called and asked me to come home.” She responds with tension surfacing in every word. Meanwhile, she orders one of the waitresses to bring her bag and stole has she waited impatiently.

“Do you what me to come along?” David asked, walking towards and giving her the package.

“No, it’s okay. Please do have your coffee and thanks for the book again” saying she exits through the door while he stood there watching her with confusion and concern clouding his mind.

Was she faking the call or Was it real?

What must have happened?

To Be Continued…

Copyrighted © October 4th, 2017-18 fetinatwinkle| purpleorangesite. All rights reserved


Ridin’ the Rails…. – Chapter 5


After all soulmates always end up together…



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An eager pair of eyes was fixed on him, waiting to hear the rest of the story.
Her mother grabbed the cup of coffee that was placed on the coffee table and was about to sip when Gerard spoke again.
“Can I marry your daughter?” the words came, slow, steady and crystal clear.
In that very instant all the actions that were being performed stopped and he could hear his own heart beat echoing in the room. He remained calm though he was complete chaos inside. Their eyes met for a brief moment and he could see the shock in her eyes as she turned towards her mother. Her mother placed the coffee cup on the table and looked at Gerard. Seconds passed and his heart started beating even crazier. No words were exchanged and he waited impatiently.

She turned towards her husband with a blank expression and said
“Can I have a word with you?” and her husband nodded a yes in return. They both got up and left towards the kitchen.
Minutes passed which seemed like hours and he sat there clutching his fist and looking at the love of his life, while she looked at the kitchen and then at him. Occasionally their eyes met and in that brief moment so much of emotions were exchanged.

After about 5 minutes they walked back to the living room and seeing them Gerard stood up.
“This is absurd,” her mother told looking directly at him.
“I know, I’m … I’m sorry, I certainly didn’t know…” He dragged and then continued
“It was only the moment she opened the door I knew but I’m not regretting it” he finished saying while all eyes were transfixed on him.
Her mother went near him “open your mouth” she said, with a confused expression he looked at all three of them.
“Go on,” told her father looking at Gerard. His eyes were fixed on her has he slowly opened his mouth with hesitation. Her mom immediately pushed a sweet into his mouth and smiled at him.
“But you just said this is absurd,” he asked half chewing on the sweet with a cocky grin.
“Yeah…Strange it is, because I’ve secretly wished the story would end up something like this” she said beaming at him. He gave her a broad grin in return, happiness couldn’t be contained and they exchanged a giggle together.
“Welcome to the family!” Her mom said hugging him and her dad gave him a pat on the shoulder.
“Excuse me! Do I even get to say” She asked looking at all three of them
“No” came the reply in unison and followed by laughter.
“You will when I oppose,” she said in a sarcastic tone.

He moved closer to her and she began moving backward. Her parents left giving them a little privacy.
“Look into my eyes,” he said as she kept looking at the floor. Slowly she raised her eyes; he was so close she could hardly breathe
“Will you reject me?” he asked with a sly smile.
“That’s not what I meant,” she said fumbling for words
“Well that’s good enough then,” He said walking away.

She couldn’t sleep at that night. She woke up early and got ready to leave for work. She wore a peach colored kurta matching it with an aqua colored bottom. She looked stunning in every turn she took. With the eagerness of seeing him she headed to the station. Before getting down from the auto she checked herself one last time in the rear mirror and with a smile, she left to catch her 8:40 train.

The whistling sound of the train was heard while her heart made a swift somersault. The train stopped and she got in and instantly she turned the other side of the divider. He stood there wearing a white linen shirt pairing it with a dark blue jean. He was extremely handsome and for some strange reason, she was not able to take her eyes off him. Seeing her he started moving closer to the divider while she stood farther away from it. In one swift action, he leaped to the other side of the compartment. Few of the women were staring at him, while some were uttering words like “What the hell is happening here?”

Her eyes were glued to him, wondering what he is up to.
“Excuse me, ladies, There is something I want to convey to a person right here and I want to do it in your presence,” He told them whilst curiosity filled the air. He walked towards her with his eyes fixed on hers and shuffled his way to kneel in front of her. The whole crowd waited in enticement to know what would happen next. She was shocked and it was unexpected but she knew her answer even before he could ask.
“Will you…” he started “have a cup of coffee with me…?” he paused; a tricky smile passed on his lips looking at her confused expression and after a few seconds passed, he continued “From now to a world of eternity” saying he pulled out the ring from his jean pocket while the crowd gasped.

She looked at him in bewilderment as her cheeks turned red. Seconds passed and the crowd started shouting “Say yes”. She slowly smiled at him and then showed him her hand. The crowd cheered as he put the ring on her finger.  Strangers congratulated them as their station arrived and they got down.

she suddenly stopped walking, turned and looked at him.
“What gave you the confidence that I wouldn’t reject,” she asked raising an eyebrow at him.

He smiled as he answered “I saw it in your eyes” and in return, she gave him the most beautiful smile for the rest of her life… ❤ ❤ ❤

***THE END***


Copyrighted © July 25th, 2017-18 fetinatwinkle| purpleorangesite. All rights reserved

Ridin’ the Rails…. – Chapter 4

You may not know where the track ends, but persevere and you shall see…

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After a hell of a weekend, it was Monday again. She got dressed with such difficulty since she had no intention to go to work.
“There’s no more difficult transition than Sunday to Monday,” She said aloud while heading downstairs to the kitchen. Hearing it her mom gave her a witty smile.
“Why, don’t you think so?” She asked seeing her smile.
“Well, probably” saying her mom shrugged.
“Seems like you don’t,” she told looking at her mom again.
“Well, maybe” she gestured with a shrug
“Ah! I think I’ll just leave” she headed towards the door while her mom kept laughing.

She reached her station in time to catch her 8:40 train. Looking at the long queue waiting for the same train was tiring. The sound of the whistle was heard and the train was fast approaching raising their heart beats. With great difficulty, she squeezed herself in. Occasionally the thought about him crossed though the train was fully packed and having no chance for her to find him amidst that crowd she did give a try.

Her efforts went futile. She got down in her station and headed to her office. It is going to be a long day, she thought, seeing the amount of work that had come in. With a strong cup of coffee, she started her work. Time flew by with meetings, assigning work and phone calls. It was 6 pm when she finally finished her work and got up to leave.
“Fancy a cup of coffee” a voice came in her direction. She looked up to find a colleague looking down at her cubicle, who has tried to flirt with her ever since she came.
“Nope, I’ve got to head home,” she said picking her bag and walking to the exit.
“Maybe one day you will,” he said howling behind her.
“Never,” she said silently and headed straight out

After a 40 minutes travel, she finally reached home only to find the door locked. She unlocked the door and stepped inside. The table was readily made, juice and supper waiting for her. She smiled and took the glass of juice and sipped, there was a small sticky note attached to the bottom of the glass.
“We will be home late don’t wait up and have your supper – love Mom <3”
She read it and as she was finishing up the glass of juice the door bell rang. With the glass in one hand and mouth full of juice she opened the door
The moment she opened the door she was shocked for there he stood the guy from the train giving her the same expression as well.

Seeing her with wide eyes and mouth full of juice he controlled his laugh and she swallowed immediately. Before they would even speak her parents walked in.
“Hey Gerard!” said her mom casually waving at him while her dad walked behind her
“Hi aunty!” he replied back
“You guys know each other?” she asked her mom in bewilderment
“Of course,” turning towards Gerard she said “Ignore her; she must have mistaken you for a stranger”.

He looked at her and suppressed a smile while she thought “Not really”.
All four of them walked in, their shoulders brushed and he turned and looked at her in the eye.
Only she knew how powerful the way he looked was, as it weakened her legs instantly. She closed the door and followed them.

Looking at the confused expression on his daughter’s face her dad told: “They are coffee buddies working in the same office, remember the new photographer who mom was praising all about?”
“That’s him, a nice young man though,” her father told as they bought coffee and snacks along to the living room where Gerard and her mom were seated.
“So Gerard, what happened did you talk to her?” her mother asked, with so much of curiosity.
He looked at her as her confusion only began to deepen. Her mom’s gaze followed his and seeing her daughter she spoke,
“So there is this girl he sees’s on the train, she must be really beautiful for stealing such a handsome young man’s heart” and continued speaking further
“He was going to talk to her today,” her mom said her attention going back to Gerard again.
She was hardly able to breathe hearing what her mother just said
“So did you?” her mother probed again
“I was about to,” he said looking at her mom and then at her
“So you found her address?” her mom asked him
“Not at first but eventually it happened” he answered.

Her mom was smiling away at him while she stood there unable to speak or move.
“I was about to talk to her but her parents walked in” he continued
“Gosh! That’s a bad luck” her mom replied hearing him and a silent smile passed between him and her.
“So did you tell them? Did they ask?” her mom went on with questions
“I’m about to,” he said



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Ridin’ the Rails…. – Chapter 3

Sometimes that light at the end of the tunnel is a Train…

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Weekends are the only source of happiness for the working lot.
After a hectic week, waiting for Sunday to arrive was moving at a snail’s pace. Two days is not enough time for a weekend they said but rather she had only one day to shut down herself for a complete rest.

Saturday arrived and she was almost thrilled planning the next day off for the most relaxing weekend. She boarded the train that arrived on the same platform almost like every single day but the only difference was it being empty than the usual days. There were hardly three or four people in the compartment. It was quite and she found it peaceful compared to the every day’s noise.

She took a seat near the window and plugged her ears to the music of ARR’s and then took out her book to read. Everything seemed perfect and thoughts about him never crossed. In the following next two stations the people in her compartment got down and now it was completely empty except her. She was reading and never noticed anybody get in. The train picked up speed when a man approached her demanding money, she shook her head telling her firm “No” as people usually do that on the local train.

He approached her even closer and took the place beside her. An eerie feeling passed over her. He wasn’t supposed to be there for the compartment was only meant for women. She stood up to leave and he blocked her by touching her arm. Fear clouded her and she tried to move away but the man locked her position from getting away. Prayer was her only hope and she prayed hard. That’s when she heard a voice come in her direction.
“What are you doing here?” Said the man’s voice as she stayed eyes closed.
The man moved away from her and jumped out of the train that was slowly going to halt.

Few minutes passed and she slowly opened her eyes. No one was found, neither the man who demanded money nor the voice that saved her. It was only in that instance she knew that was the same voice that said: “Hello Sidney”. She searched for him but he was nowhere to be seen and the divider separated her to go any further. She sat down again this time her back towards the divider and for some strange reason she was feeling safe and that there was someone watching over her.

The other side of the divider he was seated and he watched her relax. He never took his eyes off her for he saw the panic in her eyes when the man blocked her from getting away. Thinking of it, he was so angry for the way men behaved when women were left alone. He concealed himself from her as much as he wanted to stay close by.

He had no reason for why he didn’t reveal himself but she was certain it was his voice that she heard and saved.

Will she find him there?
Will he reveal himself?



Copyrighted © July 4th, 2017-18 fetinatwinkle| purpleorangesite. All rights reserved

Ridin’ the Rails…. – Chapter 2

The only way to be sure of catching a train is to miss the one before it…


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The next day she eagerly boarded the same train that arrived sharp at 8:40 am to the platform number one. It was the same compartment with a small divider but the one thing that was missing was “Him”.

He was nowhere to be seen. Her eyes scanned the entire area, circumference and what not of the train but he wasn’t there.“Did he miss this train” “Was he going out of town?” “Was he a one time visitor” Her mind was scrutinizing through a hundred different questions for which answers weren’t easy to be found.

Every day it became a ritual to board that particular train but she had no idea why though he was nowhere to be seen. Weeks passed and slowly the memories of him started to fade just like a passing train.

As usual, she boarded the 8:40 train and got a place near the divider. She sat down took out her book and started to read. As she came to terms with the thought that he must have been a one time visitor she never searched for him anymore but suddenly things changed.

“Hello, Sidney,” the voice said, she was so much engrossed in the book that the voice almost gave her a jerk. She turned and saw him, yes him. He was standing near the divider overlooking her. She turned and looked at him, controlling herself from smiling any further.


“Yeah! Would you tell me your name if I ask?”

“That’s obviously a “NO”” She said as her peach colored lips turned into a circle and his gaze drifted immediately from her eyes to her lips. Seeing her reaction he smiled while the circle turned back into a  line.

“That’s what your reading,” he implied

“Oh! that’s fine Dan” She replied.

Seeing his confusing gaze her eyes glided to his hand, where he held a copy of “The Inferno by Dan Brown”

He chuckled has a smile slowly passed between the corner of her lips.

She sat there quietly reading and he went back to his position (Leaning and reading the book) quick gazes were interchanged from time to time. They didn’t smile neither did they stare. His station arrived and she raised her head to look at him leaving. He didn’t move but stood there holding the steel rod for support and was directly gawking at her. The last person got down but he never moved an inch. She looked at him and then outside at the station and his eyes followed hers. The sound of the horn was heard and the train slowly started to crawl away. She looked at him perplexed while he stood there calm and extremely handsome in a white linen shirt and his hair being tousled by the breeze. She tried to read but unable to, she just sat there staring at the book and occasionally at him. The train pulled to the last station and she got up to leave and he got down too. She brushed across him and started walking, heading towards the stairs and he followed.

“Oh god, no,” she thought her mind disoriented while he quietly followed her close. She walked as fast as she possibly can while he took long strides to keep up with her. She reached the crowd that was waiting to cross the road and she stood with them and he stood beside her. Her eyes fixed on the trafficator waiting for it to turn green. She could feel his presence seep through her with each ticking off the clock.

“Finally,” She said aloud as the indicator turned green while he smiled hearing it. She walked with the rest of them and him with her. When she half crossed and reached the median she almost tripped, he caught her hand and her world shook. It was just a fraction of second that it happened and her mind turned blank but one thing was certain her heart was pounding so fast that it would break open the rib cage. She somehow made through the other half of the road with her wobbly legs and an uncontrollably  beating heart. She continued walking forgetting which direction she had to go.

“Breathe,” he said brushing past her and with one last glance he disappeared into the crowd…

Her mind raised while her eyes searched for him in every direction…

Would they meet again was the question that kept both of them thinking while heading in different directions…

Would they?


Copyrighted © June 29th, 2017-18 fetinatwinkle| purpleorangesite. All rights reserved

Ridin’ the Rails…. – Chapter 1

There’s something about the sound of a train that’s very romantic and nostalgic and hopeful…

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The sound of the alarm clock was like six different annoying sound put together as one. It was blaring and unceasing and crippling one’s thoughts from a peaceful sleep. Hearing the ear-splitting sound she jolted up and smashed on the snooze button as hard as she could. “It’s Monday, “she told herself, cursing as she headed to finish of her morning routine and rush to work. Monday is the most difficult day of the week and yes it indeed is, after a hell of a weekend, you’ve got to go to work to pay your bills. That’s when we realize that money just doesn’t fall from the tree.

After an hour or so she got ready and she picked her bag to leave when her mother yelled from the kitchen “So your again skipping breakfast aren’t you?”
“Mom I’m already 10 minutes late and I don’t think I will catch the usual train” She responded as her mom kept staring at her. After few seconds she responded “Fine, pack it,” and in minutes her mom handed her the breakfast box.

She half walked and half ran because she had to take an auto and then catch the train. Time was fleeting she had already missed her usual train but she still had hope that she will make in time to the office if she catches the next one.

She reached the station and while she was getting her ticket she heard the sound of the train coming to a halt. She rushed past the crowd, running on the stairs and then she zig zagged past the crowd and finally made it to the train. It felt like an achievement for her cause the train only waits for 3 minutes. She was almost out of breath and was sweating profusely, Monday trains are usually crowded than the other days. The train started to move and has the breeze touched her she started to relax. She took the corner of her dupatta (that compliments an Indian attire) and wiped the sweat on her forehead and that’s when their eyes met.

He stood far corner of the same compartment which they shared but a small divider separated them. There was something in him that made her to turn again, to have a second glance. The instance she turned she knew why. “OMG he is reading,” she said to herself. In a world of technology, he stood there holding a book and reading it. Her eyes scanned to read the name of the book but the crowded train never gave her chance.

She made glances at him now and then and often got caught by his gaze. When that happens she immediately turned away. The crowded train slowly started to become deserted and she finally got a place to sit. This time she took out her book and started to read while he closed his. He kept gazing at her and sometimes at her book. She still tried to read the name of his book when he wasn’t looking at her way but luck wasn’t at her side.

There were only four more stations for her to reach the destination. She looked at her watch and thanked God for she will reach on time. She didn’t want to be late on a Monday morning.

The train slowly halted at a station, almost all of them got down and so did he. She bent and saw the name of the station and thought to herself “I wish I get to read the name of the book” and as she turned towards the window for one last glance at him. He stood there close to the window holding the book right against his chest, showing her the name of the book. Seeing his gesture her eyes opened wide and her cheeks flushed red. As the train started to crawl from the station she heard him say “Until next time” and he walked away with a smile while she sat there thinking “Damn that’s an awesome book”

Would there be a next time…?

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