It was a dark night, chest choked with hopelessness and heavy breathing she was lying on the bed looking up to the roof, asking the question and again, why me? why cannot I get the love I desire, the life has always dreamt of? why I do not have the courage to break the shackles of brutal societal myths. Yeah, he was the hero of the entire story, she wanted to run away or could do anything just to get him. She was too young when she saw his glimpse, a boy standing under the shade and drops of rain falling over his face, his fingers moving into silky black hair. Oh My Lord, was he the prettiest boy ever she had seen in life? but the moment stopped there, the world stopped there. she came out of the car moving toward the gate. At that moment both of them saw each other, not knowing that it was their life's turning point, the storm that would take away their happiness. But that Monday morning changed everything.
Comments