I chanced upon this ‘Complete the story’ contest by Yours Truly Theatre on Facebook.
‘….rainy day on a bus stand, waiting to get back home, and then suddenly out of nowhere she comes along and then…’
I held my breath. She stopped right in front of me. Panting.
‘Prashant…‘ she whispered. Still panting. How sweet my name sounded when it came from her!
I didn’t reply. I simply couldn’t.
‘Please… come back’.
I remained silent. This time, she had gone too far!
‘This is for your good! Trust me…‘, she persuaded.
I had made up my mind. I was in pain. Deep pain. If this chasm widened, I would die.
But I was not going back.
‘Come with me’, she continued.
I adamantly shook my head.