an sms story 38

.......Anna's heart sat heavy in the lonely corner of her world again.
the same burden that she has borne for years..of nonreciprocating
love...which she can not tear out even if she tries with a meat-cutting knife.
how can she not love ? which was the way to oblivion? to shut  affection out?
an affection that has gushed for ten years as she studied, walked the streets
of a fast-growing city, sat in the park and watched cuddling couples, stood in
 the station on her way to work and her eyes searched relentlessly the face with
soft moustache? even as she held the cell in her hands now and caressed the electronic
 words... and waited for the messages, true or false? in spite of  ever-gnawing suspicions...



9.30p.m..........



Armaan:A strange fact:
Its very easy to hurt
some 1 n then say
SORRY
but its really very
difficult to get hurt n
say
!I AM FINE!
        (to be contd.)