CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS POST… Eighteen months later…. I was beginning to like my work. It was a challenge sometimes. I had learnt to go beyond boundaries. The dreams which had eluded me once, were dawning as reality now. I had my taste of success and as they say nothing succeeds like success. I had developed a knack for solving my own problems. One day , I chanced by a couple who were seated in a corner of the quaint little coffee shop. I couldn’t believe my eyes…. Divya and Sandip…here of all places. I couldn’t help but confront them. Divya was warmer than ever before and Sandip… I knew he was feeling a bit coy..its so typical of him. But I was more than surprised when he asked me to join them. Though I didn’t refuse, they found me going after five minutes. I invited them for lunch on Sunday. It was a fine Sunday morning and my guests were sharp on time. Divya offered me help in the kitchen and I chose not to refuse. My books kept Sandip busy. She could read my mind and went on with h
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take care and keep writing.........
guess what, i was wrong
You just love more..no matter what !
Take Care,
Fatima
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The fact that youve crossed out the unloving you is impossible shows that certain amount of positive attitude that you still can unlove , its not impossible.
Lovely.
Ummm....no one knows, do we ?
Thanks !
:sigh:
:)
Yeah,it is.
Thanks !
:D ji shukriya !
Does not sound silly to me. It does take a long time.
Yes.
May be you are thinking right now.
You are right.
Ummmmm.....possibly.
:P
i hate love
:D
Are you serious or is it one of your passing thoughts ? :D :P
:)