She
turned her finger to the page where she stopped, and began to read, “So, he had
this nice sense of humour, which I had missed for so long. It is a tough thing
to find a guy like him for the world had produced people busy in their own
lives. Will he win my heart? There are chances that he will. But, I am scared
for he looks like a womanizer, what if he takes me away from my very own
existence. He is what I had long for, for so long. What if I am just a game for
him? What if he just wants to win me like a trophy and throw it in the nearest
sack of the rag picker?”
She
closed the book only to sympathize with the protagonist. Then her phone rang,
she did not pick it up, she did not want to. When the ringing stopped, she took
out the SIM card and threw the phone in the green coloured trash can.
Task for the Readers: Why did she throw the
phone?
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