‘Can we talk – ‘ Rishav’s voice choked up as Nisha turned around, reminding him of the first time they’d met in college;
it hadn’t taken him long to realize that it was love at first sight.
It’d taken a little longer, however, for Nisha to realize her feelings for him but once she did, they were inseparable; in no time they’d been labeled as soul-mates by friends and even families; their story was no less than a fairytale and like it happens in fairy-tales, soon they’d begun their happily ever after.
Nisha scrunched her eyebrows; she looked surprised, her stare blank and cold, deprived of any emotions; Rishav added, ‘I wanted to talk with you one last time before we…sign that paper…’; Nisha nodded with a straight face;
‘weren’t we soul-mates – ‘ his voice trailed off as he uttered those words and the floodgates of memories and emotions opened up;
‘if we really were, then our souls picked the wrong mates for themselves…’ She left the room with her divorce lawyer.
Written by Chirasree, a dreamer for – Three Line Tales, Week 69
Really good writing the story was short and touchy and Idea of pic with small faces and different emotions was really suitable for this one.
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Thank you 😊😊
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Bhalo hoyche…
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😊😊
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Ouch!
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So sad.
xxx Huge Hugs xxx
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Yes☹️
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Sad but true, a great story of real life. Thanks for sharing
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Thank you to you for taking the time to read and leave your feedback 😇😊
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Sad 😦
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Yes ☹️☹️
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Divorce kra dia becharon Ka😏
Good one !!
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😀 yes…thank you
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Sweet and sad.
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🙂
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They are better off this way it takes courage to realise and accept
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Yes true it is 😊
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