Read, Write & Publish Short Stories
As time passed Riya came closer to Tarun and know him truly. One day she text him, “I have come to know you fully now. I too feel now I am connected to you,”
When I came out I thought what made me so confident,was it just a haircut?No,it wasn’t. It was my belief in myself that I looked good.
For the world this relation was not acceptable and the two knew it very well. It was the first and the last evening they spent as two people deeply in love
My grandmother showed me the way of life. She was stubborn but not impolite, sometimes orthodox in her views but not thoughts
They discussed their likes, dislikes ,about their siblings and many more things. Now they chattered away gaily unaware of the fact that the teacher was staring them from far behind
She still had some apprehensions about it, “Is it a dream?” she thought. But it wasn’t. She was being given the most prestigious award of Bihar , “BIHAR RATNA”
In the evening she collected her strength and said”Dear, I have something to tell you which i haven’t yet told anyone,you said you wanted to hear me love story,”.
Its a story that shares a mother’s pain to whom a hermaphrodite child is born. She has to give away the baby enduring the pain of separation for ever.
