CHAPTER 1

It was a rainy day. She was sitting in her hostel room all alone.
Her hair messed up...
Eyes so red...full of tears..
Scissors lying on the floor...strands of hair, chopped off brutally, lying all around her on the floor, like wounded soldiers' after a battle..
Light so dim, in that dingy room one could barely see anything. Only a small flickering candle unable to do the job, was still trying hard...
Windows open, rain water coming in...all the books on the desk and the curtains, now drenched in water...
She was so lost in her thoughts... She could not see, could not understand what she just did.
She was sitting there, holding a blade in one hand, against the wrist of another..!!
© VARSHA R