Those dark eyes with bold heavy eye lashes, adorned with kajal. Once I used to get lost in them, in the depth of emotions. Today they gave away nothing but a look of surprise.
And she greeted me with a small smile. I greeted back. Formalities and social are satisfied.
But my curious mind was far away from being satisfied.
Her face gave away nothing; she said nothing, asked nothing.
Is she thinking about us? About me? What is going on in her mind?
She would glance at me, once in a while.
Unlike me. My mind is swirling with emotions and questions. All jumbled up. Why? Is it because of the sudden encounter?
Normal people would think we are strangers from two different regions.
But we are far more than being strangers. We are once lover turned into strangers. Strangers who shared a past together.
Strangers who has nothing to do with each other but the past giving them a reason.
I looked at her again and tried to make a conversation.
She kept looking at the window. As if she was looking beyond the recent past.
She spoke little-a word or two sometimes none at all.
Her restless hand spoke to me - why all this words they said, it would have been far better to have remained quiet.
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Unexpected encounter
Short StoryThe story is about the feelings that separation from the beloved sustains within us, and how unexpected encounter rekindle old emotions and questions, whoes answers only lead to more. Story of... -a chance encounter between former lover in a train...
