an sms story12

she groped in the darkness,suddenly aware of her life without the dreams of Armaan.dreams that made her laugh,gave her courage enough to face the drab, dreary world of pain.and there was her own silence that killed her.her fingers itched to type messages to the only man she had ever thought of as her very own.she didn't give it a lofty name-this attraction.a pure biological attraction that is so rare in the society of convenience.




Next day:




silence.




Next day:




silence.





Next day:



Anna went to the adjacent town, to a friend's.Hard to hide.she hid it.read out loud some Keats-Ode to a Nightingale-deep into the night.



Next day:


In the morning:



Armaan:I AM SORRY.THERE
WAS SOME
MISUNDERSTANDING.
I AM FEELING SO
ASHAMED.HAD I KNOWN
 THAT U DON'T
TALK TO MARRIED
PEOPLE,I WUD
NOT HAV MSGD U.


Armaan:When god leaves u at
edge of difficulty,trust him
fully, because only 2 things
 can happen-either he will catch u
when u fall or he will teach u how to fly!



Armaan:
Reality:
The maximum time
 u will hav to spend
in ur life is  with
URSELF
So make URSELF as
interesting as possible
U'l never get bored.




Next day:




Armaan:WATS THE PROBLEM WID U
 YAAR?U R BEHAVING IN A
REALY PECULIAR
MANNER.ISNT IT?
DO FRNDS SUDDENLY
 STOP TALKING
DUE TO MARITAL STATUS?
IS IT FAIR? ASK URSELF.



Anna gave in.


Anna:My smss were in
bad taste. Though
unintentionally. I
am deeply ashamed
n' i do not repeat
wrong deeds. Sorry
again.Bye.
                 (to be contd.)