MOTH TO A FLAME [High- school edition]
"Look at me, Mihir, Am I not enough for you? Do you not love me anymore? Was everything a lie?", I trembled when I said these words while
I held his hands.
His eyes meet mine with concern. He said, "You are literally shaking right now, get hold of yourself, are u so much in love with me? Tell me?"
I was speechless, I did not know what to say at that moment. Yes, I was completely, passionately, insanely , desperately, especially hopelessly in love with him. From the tip of my hair to the tip of my toenail knew this secret.
I just could not say, and could never say, cause I knew my words could never explain the kind of love I was experiencing.
"Jo bhi mai kehna chahun,barbaad karein alfaaz mere."
[Whatever I want to say, spoil my words.]
Ayla Asif, a nineteen year old, arts major student, gets these unusual yet real periodic dreams of her past lover. She strives to know why
she went through such a phase every now and then. It's been an year since, she broke off from her ex partner Mihir. What could possibly go wrong between such a pure and promising couple?
