Priyadarshini

  Not all love start from Eyes. “Today is the worst day of all” Pragati exclaimed as she entered into the conference hall. Putting all her belongings on her place, as she threw a look around her she noticed that more or less she has caught everyone’s attention, of course it won’t be something wow about her. She is late, half wet too, thanks to the sudden rain, on the top of it, she had got no time to fix her messy bun which she has thought of fixing before the conference meeting if she got any time. With this the realization come upon her as her eyes as if on reflex fell on him to find him busy fixing the projector. “as usual he is not interest in nonsense things!” Pragati muttered under her breadth, somewhat disappointed. “Pragati, ready with the presentation? You should be doing all the arrangements not Abhimanyu”. “Sorry sir.” She apologised. Yes, there is no doubt that today is a very very bad day, but thanks to the little luck that hung throughout the presentatio...

  Too Much Of Anything…….. “you are directed to a voicemail, please drop the message after the beep….” She heard the beep sound but couldn’t say anything, as if words have left her today. She wanted to scream and scream on the top of her voice, wanted to throw out all those complains, accusations that are hurting and ripping her inside apart, but she remained silent. Failed by the words her hurt find way through her eyes, as drops after drops fall as tears, giving a wet stain to her beautiful red kurta. When exactly things turned into this? Is it then when she shared everything, from ant biting to her future with him first? Or, is it then when she laughed without guilt even being criticized? May be its then when she preferred his opinion than her own. things were not like this, she remembered mocking at people who are stuck on their old relationships, what is it exactly that made it so difficult to move on? She might have questioned them. But as things are happening...