It was 12 midnight..
The village street wer silent .
Only the whisper of the wind could be heard and in that wind there was astrange ache ..as if someone was quietly crying...
Suman stood by the window.
Moonlight fell softly on her face but her eyes held only darkness.
Sleep had abandoned her long ago.
Not again ....she whispered to herself.
Suddenly a sharp pain rose in her heart ..
The same old ache that visited he of ravi..
Ravi.....
Even his name made her heart pause..
The boy who was once her everything....who left one day without a word without looking back..
No letter...
No explanation.
Just an unfinished story .
That night felt different.
The wind was stronger...and so was her heartbeat.
Knock- knock- knock...
A sudden sound echoed at the door.
Suman froze...
Who could it be ...at this hour.
He neart pounded loudly as her feet slowly
Moved toward the door...
Who is it .she asked her voice trembling..
No answer..
Only the wind ..add that naunting ache..
Sha slowly opened the door ..
And the moment it opened..
He breath stopped .
R...Ravi..
He was standing right there.
But ... something had changed.
The sparkle in his eyes was gone.
His face carried exhaustion..and a deep silent pain and then .
Suman,s eyes dropped down.
Someone was hoping ravi,s hand.
A little girl
He eyes were innocent....but in that moment a storm rose inside suman .
W- who is she her voice broke.
Ravi remmoined silent for a moment.
The he spoke softly.
My daughter..
Cliffhanger:
The ground slipped beneath suman,s feet...
The love she had held onto for years.
Did it now belong to someone else...
Or ...is their story still unfinished...