She lay in bed thinking about him. He was no more in the
world. She lost the track of time. Hours passed without her moving out of bed.
Phone-rings did not bother her. And then, she jumped out of bed and rushed to
the bathroom. Puking incessantly. He remained in her. His baby living inside.
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ReplyDeleteHoly GOD, Nehu...HUGSSSSS
ReplyDeletehave u seriously never thought about writing a book urself... wud be a great idea for sure...
ReplyDeletewat u hav is a gift maa'm and one thing about those damn gifts i can tell is, u need to open up the box to see it for real..
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