Continues..
Let it be a typical weekend night, let’s party , said arjun, hoping to put her at ease.
Going giddy headed with all that partying and beer cans it got very late and dark, the black fabric of night could swallow almost everything.
“if you know someone who tries to drown their sorrows…………said drishti
…….You might tell them sorrows know how to swim, continued arjun.(quoted in p.s. I love you)
And they both giggled. This was their another common like.
Her cellphone beeped again and a sudden chill grip her chest.
Why don’t you spit it out or let me see who’s it, his was a firm voice.
She haven’t ever talked of it with anyone but wanted to tell him, drishti hid her problems from her boyfriend but usually discussed them in detail with arjun.
Staring at the moon in it’s first quarter she proceeded, I was sexually abused as a child,she gulped and then continued , her voice turning deep,
Though it never bothered the roll of my life until when I discovered what it was ..looking at the star which detached itself and fell, she cried secretly.
By now arjun was deeply aware of her melancholy…
She continued, and even before I could realize, I was in this impossible love with tarun(boyfriend), of which I thought was just a passing phase, but life was putting me in a direction I didn’t want to go in.
to be continued......
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You've become now expert in story telling:) bt still i can predict ur story ahead hehe;)kidding...
anyways..good job!!
keep blogging:)