…40 DAYS…


Some sort of happiness.

Some sort of sadness.

Some  kind of pleasure.

That pleasure is so delicate which cannot be measured,

 

During those 40 days his happiness was at its peak.

In that 40 days he was climbing the sky forgetting all the severe pain he suffered in the past.

That 40 days will never be washed.

Why it happened that only 40 days???

Why not it turned into 40 years???

 

Whenever he see her , it pinches him a lot.

His heart is strong enough now to keep stone on it.

He has been betrayed.

 

Whenever she looked at him , he starred at her.

Not possible to dilute those 40 days memoirs.

A huge storm came suddenly vanishing everything on 41st day,

 

But whenever he recalls those 40 days , tears fell from his eyes.

Whatever  he did for her is incomparable , thats why it hurts him a lot.

She betrayed him finally.

– by Ashish kumar

 

 

 

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