A story filled with laughter, humor and excitement.
Loves comes in all shapes, color and form. It's made out of stone hearted that shapes up our life differently. Loves makes the strong weak, and weak strong.
In this messy and chaotic world, when t...
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The sound of the metal clinking resonated in the air, she sat there looking at the phone in her hand. Hands pale from the way she was tightly squeezing it. Wild and untamed hair messily in a balm. She could hear a kid crying and the hawkers. The faint smell of upcoming rain in the air. The dark cloud over her head lighten than her mind at the moment.
Her black misty hollow eyes looked up slowly, eyes caressing the train's entrance in a enchanting breath. Decisions. Someone once said that, one wrong decision is enough for your life to fall apart.
She was shivering and she was sick. Her red dress clinging to her body.
The train whistled in a warning. It's gonna leave in two minutes. Her hands clutched her bag, mind in a whirlpool of paths.
"আপা, যাবেননা?" The train conductor asked the woman in red.
(Miss, won't you go?)
Her quivering heart took the decision that she knew will change everything.
"থামাতে পারবেন আমার জন্য?"
(Can you hold it for me?")
Her mother tongue felt foreign in her tongue and as she felt the familiar words leave her lips, she couldn't help but bask in the beautiful words and pronunciation.
Her hollow and melancholy eyes locked with the middle aged man, his eyes soft and full of experience. That set of eyes roamed his gaze over her face for some time before a small smile graced his lips. His eyes understanding and kind.
"ট্রেন কখনো কারো জন্য অপেক্ষা করে না." He said with a glint in his eyes. Metaphors she got.
(Train never waits for anyone.)
True it doesn't. She watched as the man strode away. Leaving an anxious mind and she felt like she was drowning in a pool of conflict. Was what she was about to do right? Will it help her bring back her happiness? But what if..? She paused her subconscious mind from thinking about anything else at that moment.
She's only 24 years old, but god knows she had experienced everything else other than the settling feeling she thought she'll have in her life.
She looked around her and wondered how many her was here one day, sometime, having the same inner battle she was feeling. How many of them were actually brave enough to leave a broken past behind to go behind a hopefully healed future? Does time heals everything? Maybe not or maybe yes. Depends on the wound, and she knew for a fact that, the wound he has given her, or she has given him they'll never be truly healed.
The breaking point in their marriage was much greater than anything else they have faced, theirs weren't as strong as she thought it was. The fragility of their relationship couldn't stand against the blow of that night. The cruelest of all nights. And now after vowing to keep each other happy, and talk it out if some misunderstandings arises, it seemed as if she's tired.
