The little drops of rain on my window pane are making me restless.
Monsoon has just arrived in Kolkata and the weather has become utterly
romantic. The cool breeze on my face is becoming torturous. They are reminding
me of someone…My heart is pounding fast…On my way to everywhere my eyes search
someone... My mind races back to the last monsoon…When everything was fine…when
the world seemed a beautiful place to live in…When my only ambition in life was
to get married and raise children….
People say “Always listen to your heart”. As a child I have
been following it. But what to do when my heart says nothing? Even my mind has
no answer.
Hmmmmmmmm...m.. !!! To me,
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