“Yes, I am on my way”, he said over the phone. Rohan was so happy. After a lot of writings and chatting he was about to meet Isha. Even though they never met, a bond of love kept them so close. Rohan smirked while driving. The dusky evening added color to his smile. He wondered what he would tell, on seeing her for the first time. The silhouettes in his dreams were going to acquire a face. ‘Isha would be in her way too’, the thoughts about Isha made him drive fast. ‘A few more minutes to meet her’!! He took a peep at his watch and it seemed the needles were not moving. He pressed the accelerator with great excitement. SSSSSSSSSSSPPPPLLLLLAAASSHH… He didn’t see the car in front of him slowing down. Before he could do anything the two cars got smashed. **************************************** *************** Rohan was sitting on a chair, enjoying the beauty of dusk. The cold wind caressed his wrinkled face, making him chilled. His grey colored hair...
Pages of our life as we grow old together!