She opened the page of her diary realizing that, as everyday her pen don’t have to spread ink today. Even if it can, it won’t. She searched for words in emptiness. It was for the first time her brain is drained out of words. She closed her eyes. Memories rolled in front of her like a black and white movie.  She felt a drop of tear rolling down her cheeks. ” Why I loved him?” She gambled questions in her head. “Why am I crying now?” 

She never cried for the past several years. She herself believed that no one can make her cry. She was hard by heart. Hard as a rock. But, what happened now? Why for him? A person who gives least hope of satisfaction  & happiness; still she loves him to the core; made her cry for no reason. She wiped off her tears and tried to sort out her mind. Thousand things at a time and she failed to find the reason behind that mere wetness in her eyes. She collapsed to the bed and burst out like a downpour.

The door opened and she entered the elevator. Last night’s less sleep gave her a tiring look. Before she could reach the button of elevator it reopened. It was him. He smiled at her. The same smile that haunts her day and night. “What’s up?” He asked as nothing happened between them. With a heavy heart she said. “Nothing..” She struggled to hold back her tears while he was looking at her till they reached the floor. At a moment their eyes met. He smiled and walked away.

She again ringed in mind. “Nothing!, Yeah! There is Nothing she can do. There is nothing she can hope for. There is nothing as an answer for her questions. After all, its like a one-sided game.” She gazed on him till he walked down the aisle.

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Behind the words!

Started blogging as a student. The posts were
mostly a sum up of growing from a teenager to
the one who can deal with life in any crisis. Now
a work-from-home mother of a special child
who have been writing her thoughts since 2010.
As the life goes on, there were road blocks in
keeping the page intact, but trying the best to
explain how life around is feeling inside my head.

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