‘I love you’ that is how his emails for all time started and ended.
Those 3 words did the magic on her, making her blush pink.
I love you so much. I can’t imagine spending my life without you.
Never leave me because I’ll never let you go.” further his email read.
It was just a few days back that she had responded to this ad in a matrimonial website –
‘Handsome, distinguished gentleman seeking beautiful, mature and educated woman…’
He introduced himself to her over the emails as ‘P’.
He took her by surprise through his gifts – a pair of white Monolo Blahnik shoes and black Chanel bag.
He swept her off her feet with his voice, and made all the clichés in the world happen.
Whenever she spoke to P, she felt she had a connection with the voice.
But the fairytale had a surprise lined up.
The waiter pulled out a chair and she sat down.
“Would you like a menu?”
“No thanks, I’m waiting for my date, sher replied.
She dressed in green as per P’s wish.
He came from behind and grounded his hands on her shoulder.
‘Kamya’, P whispered romantically in her ears.
She slowly turned around. “Grandpa?”
In his hand, he had a bouquet of red roses and box of chocolates for his bride to be.
I write a lot, which keeps me off the streets and out of trouble. There is always something to write about, always a new story to craft. Not writing, for me, is like trying to hold back a sneeze. Learning to write was the most powerful influence in my life. I can still remember the awe I felt when I realized I could put real words onto paper and tell out a story. From that first ‘a-ha’ moment I knew I wanted to write.
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