Part 1
She felt disgusted when her emotions went out of control. She couldn’t figure out the reason of her restlessness until he said goodbye. Yes! He was leaving….leaving the city. Disgusted? because she wanted him to stay back. She wanted the love of her life to be with her for a little long. “Wait, what? Love of her life?” (Conscience took the lead in narration) “Who the guy she met a few months ago? You got to be kidding! (laughing). Don’t you know her! She is an ambitious girl. Not that she hated love but also not she loved love or even wanted. She would keep herself hundred inches away from anything of this kind. Source of love would only be her family. Believe me, this is so not what she wants right now. My girl is determined! There is so much to do before graduation and I won’t let this stupid feeling which perhaps ‘is anything but love’ ruin everything” (conscience grumbled dusting and folding hands while completing its argument) The girl to herself, “I hate this feeling. It makes me want to ….want to… Ohhh I don’t know! (crying). Its the worse feeling ever. I feel like crying when I have done nothing wrong. I feel like the beggar from the street has ever felt. Why does a boy have to control my emotions? Is this all because he has gone? But I hardly know him, which is not even enough to get my sentiments attached. What worse could have happened to me?”
To be continued…..
Each time she said “What worse could happen?” God had something to answer, failing to know it was a rhetorical question. To know what worse happened stay tuned.