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Richa Vardani

Abstract

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Richa Vardani

Abstract

Called It Off...!

Called It Off...!

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After a week's shopping, they returned, with classic clothes for her wedding...to make it all happening...


Touching the bridal saree and the branded make-up, swaying her hand with the beautiful sound of bangles...she felt something was forced to be hooked - up...


Catching a glimpse of the moon from her window, every night one thought would climb her mind...how do you call - it off- said the demons behind...


Days and months passed, more than 1 year too... courage she couldn't gather to tell it to her father, she didn't want to proceed, no today nor after...


How could she...when the choice was of her...but in time the decisions went blurr...


Engaged she was but didn't wear the ring...it crept her soul as if she was in the life's swing...


Pretty sure, she planned her divorce, before seeing that day, how could she breathe with a guy who found all faults in her way...


But she learned to swim in the drowning water and stopped anymore to sulk...all the thoughts of the bride to be she removed in bulk...


Done- it was and she did it all herself, long shower she took with her favorite music player on the shelf...


He kept his hand on her head when she pretended to sleep on the bed... I will be there for you - he smiled and said...


Silent glances exchanged, a smile passed his strength...soul regained and calm she slept...


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