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Cheater

Cheating in a relationship is one thing no one can forgive or forget. Once the trust is broken nothing can fix it. So what do you do when you realize that the person you were truly, madly, deeply in love with is having a gala time with other girls? Will you leave him? Will you forgive him and let him break your trust again? What exactly does Kiara do when she  realizes  that the love of her life is being shared? ‘I think he is kind of cheating on you!’ said Nikita while setting her hair. She was having an all-girls night out with her girlfriends to celebrate the long weekend off. Kiara jokingly asked, ‘What do you mean kind of? 500ml, 500gms or 50kgs of cheating?’ If you think my boyfriend is cheating on me then there is just a yes or no! There is no “kind-of”. Anyway, what makes you think so?’ Nikita was all set for this question and wanted to answer it for a long time now. “I had seen him getting cozy with another girl at a club where he would never expect to find yo...

Being possessive

Her kids were her life, she was very possessive about them. During her separation she fought the whole world for their custody. She would go to any extent to keep them happy.  Her kids only knew that alcohol had completely taken over her and it was more possessive to let go. She lost this case.                                                                 - Samanah. Rizvi

Letting her out

Heard of the ant story? The same ant which kept trying to climb the mountain but kept falling down, the same ant who took it up as a cha llenge and did actually succeed. As kids we were taught the moral of the story, ‘Try  try  till you succeed’.  I forgot about  this story and Anu reminded me about it.  It was very easy for us to remember and jot down the moral of each story told to us. Somewhere between these stories I personally lost myself. I started living a fictitious life. It was easy for me, I was a so called writer. Whenever anyone asks me about my life now, I always tell them, “It’s messed up”. I realized today that this is my mess. I created this huge Frankenstein out of this mess.  When I wrote my first story , I created Kiara. She was an imaginary girl who was living the life I wanted to. She  was a girl who was in love or rather who loved being in love. She was finding her perfect man. And she kept falling for the imperfect guy called Kab...