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Char Bagh

Char Bagh

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Published by Anupama Garg
A small story trying to indulge all five senses of the reader and to create the sixth sense.
A small story trying to indulge all five senses of the reader and to create the sixth sense.

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Published by: Anupama Garg on Feb 14, 2013
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Char BaghThe sixth sense
Steven was mesmerized, as her name boomed from the microphone. Agnes never ceasedto amaze him with her grace. Wearing a long, blue ‘gown’; a blue deep enough to have thedepth of the sea and light enough to not look wispy; She walked to the stage holding her escort’s hand, her gait trembling a little, her frame lean and tall, pensive eyes that shone,one could maybe spot a tear as she slowly stepped down the stage after her speech.“Mrs. Watson, how did it all start?.... Ma’am you’re a Noble Laureate now, how does it feel?”hHis firm hand held her wrinkled, delicate hand gently. His arm holding her around theshoulders led her away to their car above the buzzing questions of the reporters.“Water, grandma?”She nodded.Steven offered her a small bottle of water and Agnes drank deeply, content as always withthe drink of life. Steven smiled, she looked young again. He had seen her old man’sphotograph. He knew there they had to fall in love. There was no other way with her.“It started at Char Bagh”, her voice quivered.“Char Bagh?”Her wrinkles quivered as she began with a deep seated excitement he never believed therecould exist in a woman this age. But then, who knew all about her?“I began writing at a young age Steven. But it wasn’t unless I saw the wall statue of fivesenses that I realized what writing, or for that matter any art meant”. He listened intently.“I knew the theory, I knew from reading that I should indulge my readers’ senses, but nothow to do it until...”
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