“I think we should not talk anymore“, were the last words I heard from him.
In continuation of I think we should not talk anymore: The Sparkle
It’s sad isn’t it? When you meet a person you can call home, but somehow you choose the wrong path and walk amidst the loneliest road alone.
You think that you may find your way back home by following the stars, but choose the direction of dark clouds. The universe reflected you in the perfect mirror, but you yourself were stupid enough to close your eyes.
As the clock struck 11, she put her phone along her bedside, waiting for his call. Usually Sivan called her post dinner but it was one hour past she had those Chappatis and Dal and he hadn’t called. This was the third time that week.Continue reading “I Think We Should Not Talk Anymore: The 11:11 Talk”