The girl I met in the dark …. It was around 1 o clock…. and I was returning to my home after work and the roads were dead silent….
Wen I reached a metro …
I saw a girl with a book and a bottle of wine . She looked beautiful in her vermoda and her smile with warm welcome….
But…….
When I looked into her eyes …..
I could feel the terror in her life that bruished her heart and the soul urging to free her from the pain she felt…..
We got into train and settled at our comfort zones .
The train rushed and I could see her hands shivering and tears rolling over her beautiful cheeks …….
When I asked her ……..
She handed over me the book which she was carrying and left the train at the next stop. I sat in confusion for the rest of my travel ……
After a long day I reached my home with a constant thought of she handing over the book of hers to me …
I lay out there in my couch to read the book of hers……..
