She stood dumb. Her hand now resting on his shoulder. Staring at the portrait she just had made.
" You were wrong... You weren't selfish.. You aren't selfish... You didn't wanted me to suffer along with you. You wished well but am still torn between both the ends of reflection and shadow. Why was I chosen for this dual responsibility? Why?" She collapsed on the ground looking at the painting with thousand questions...
" Because you can..." , she felt him behind her... His voice ringed in her ears. She turned around but he was not there, yet he was there...
Reflections are brighter
Shadows are darker
Choice is yours
Momentary good
Or the greater good?
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SHADOWS AND REFLECTIONS
Historical Fiction#1 in Urmila #2 in Sita #3 in siyakeram #6 in reflections #16 in shadows #16 in starplus Reflections are brighter Shadows are darker Choice is yours Momentary good Or the greater good?
