I sat there gazing into the darkness all alone. I don't know for how long I was sitting in the garden but I assume long enough to notice the sun bidding farewell and the moon replacing it. The eerie silence was engulfing me and flooding me with memories of him.
This silence scares me the least, because it's the only thing I look forward to everyday, so that I could renew and relive all those moments that I shared with him,without anyone intruding it.
My eyes darted towards my hands and I recall how perfect it used to look when our fingers intertwined as if it was meant for each other. My sight became blurry and tears threatened to fall. A cool breeze blew past me,caressing my entire body and sending shivers through my spine, reminding me of his presence. 'My Zakhir...' I breathed.
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A Bruise On My Soul #wattys2016
Romance'Aaradhya is a very lovely and a good- natured girl. She dreams to be a journalist and a writer. She falls in love with her man of her dreams, Zakhir. Everything goes right between them until the fate plays a very ferocious game on her, mocki...
