Prologue

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A/N : This is my first hand on writing. Please comment and vote. Your views and suggestions would provide a scope for improvement 😊

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"Siya!!......" her mother had been calling, but she was still engrossed in the music she was listening to. Not possibly the song, it were the words that she was lost in. The song that you like the most is probably because you can relate to it. ' Humari adhuri kahaani...... ' was the song that had become the sole truth of Siya's life since a few days. " Siya! " her mother called again. She took off her headphones and went over to her mother. " Yes ma..? " she saw her mother was going out. " I'll be back in an hour or so " " Okay mom " She closed the door after her mother had left, went in, and took her phone to see if someone was online to talk with. When you are busy, every single person is wanting to talk to you, and when you are free, searching for someone to talk to, there's no one online. Siya was getting bored now. Being alone, with nothing to do, is the time you start to talk to yourself. And Siya was great at overthinking, or would it be called thinking about the past.....

Siya was a sweet girl, good at studies, a somewhat average student, someone who likes philosophical thoughts. Also she was the one who would always help her friends in solving problems, both related to maths and life..... But when it was herself in such situations, she would not be able to find a perfect solution for herself. Well, that was a different affair. At present, she had been thinking about her life, what it was, and what it has been. She wanted to share her feelings, her thoughts, she wanted to say it out, but there are some things that cannot be expressed in words. Siya felt that writing out her feelings was better than burying them in the heart. She got some papers, took her pen and began pouring her heart out. Although these papers were not enough to incorporate every thought in her mind, all the things she felt, but at least she could write something. The pen began running over the paper effortlessly. Her thoughts were flowing through her pen......

' My life has taken a turn within the year that passed. Till the end of 10th, life was like normal, I was happy.... I am happy even now, but that was the time when life was simple, everything was less complicated, I didn't have to worry about so many things. Since the time I got to know about relationships stuff, I've always wanted someone, like I've always craved for love. Not that I've not got love ever, but it's just not like I've expected. I've loved from the bottom of my heart and have imagined the same in return....... During school days, I was a kind of person who would be ready to do anything for a person whom I loved, even if he didn't bother at all. I've tried to change over the months, but some part of me is still the same........ '

Siya was writing when she heard the door bell. She put away the papers and went to open the door. While Siya had been writing, she didn't realize how much time had passed. Her mother had returned. Siya greeted her with a smile, but her mind was filled with the thoughts that she had avoided for a long time. But she could not hold it anymore. The memories that were buried deep within were fresh again. Siya was drifted into the world of her memories, some sweet, some bitter, the memories of her love, the memories of the months that had passed, the months that had changed her completely..........

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A/N : Thanks guys for reading so far. Please let me know your views. I'll try to update the further chapters as soon as possible...... Keep reading

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