Here’s a peek-a-boo to a story I want to complete (but sadly don’t get the time!). How do you think it is? I’d love to read your comments (criticism expected!)  

The beginning of a long story … 

He gazed at her mesmerizing black eyes, now clouded with the pain of separation. His own eyes threatened to flood at any moment…

He knew she felt the pain, he felt her heart break into pieces! But her words were harsh, and lashed into his already hurt heart with a force no storm could exert!

“You are a roadside loafer with no standards! And me? I am a renowned writer! I am going off to IIE Delhi in a few days! And you? You are not even a graduate where boys of your age start their own business…! You are nothing Sameer! Nothing in front of me…”

The rest of it was lost in a whirl of emotions as he tried to keep himself composed. A moment later, he saw her turn haughtily and trot back towards her two wheeler, parked where she always parked it! In a minute she was gone…

And with her, went away his heart!

What about that 4 year old relationship they’d been in! What happened to those consistent remarks she gave about him being the cutest person on earth! What happened to those promises of loyalty, to those hugs filled with whispers of never parting?

He looked around himself, blinking back tears that stung those usually expressionless eyes, eyes that claimed to be read by her and only her!
He bashed a fist against the tree he stood under, the tree that provided cover for millions of their kisses.

A loafer! He was a loafer?


But he wasn’t just any loafer…

He was a loafer in love…or rather a loafer hurt in love!