It was a fine day, i had some free time inside bus to think. It was a journey towards my parents after long days...
my parents were calling me for every two hours with lot of joy ,coz of my arrival.
I happen to get a window seat and was thinking of my past life.once i happen to get maturity through a guy, of course the dating times were sweet, but ending was bad like fighting and breaking up under the name of selfishness, ego, self respect!
The guy who i thought of travelling along with till my last breath had thinned into air after just few minutes...
but still after all this i got calls of enquiring myself,...