Chapter 109: The feelings he kept buried in his heart
He was the most beautiful person that Ravi had ever met, sure the Netherworld and all the realms he had visited were filled with various kinds of beauty, earth-shattering, heaven-defying beauty but never had anyone graced his eyes the way Arlen did.
He seemed to glow every day, the more he knew, the more beautiful was.
He was the kindest and warmest person Ravi knew. It was as if his soul itself was a small ball of fire, radiating the kind of warmth that one would crave after coming from a winter storm.
Ravi’s life was a winter storm or perhaps that is not an apt description. Perhaps his life was more like a blank canvas or a still well, whatever it was, whatever shape it took, there was no sun in it. No light. No warmth until Arlen.
So many nights Ravi clutched a wine jar and many mornings greeted him passed out on the roof. He really did not care if the sky fell on him and crushed him to pieces nor if the house sinks down and buries in the soil.
Like his life was a kaleidoscope of grays until a fool blocked him on the way to the office. With eyes the colors of the clearest sea he had ever seen. A beautiful ocean blue.
If something should happen to this person.
The thought made his entire body tremble. It was as if his entire heart had been gripped by sharp claws. Even breathing became painful.
The thought...Ravi could not bear it.
A deep terror swept through Ravi’s body, "Arlen!" The scream tore from his lips and he moved without thinking.
"Ravi!" Lisa wanted to rush and stop him but Dravo held her back.