Saturday, 4 July 2015
She had gotten married early. Circumstances demanded that.
It didn’t give her much scope to pursue higher education.
Though she started working but wasn’t satisfied with her work profile.
I could always feel the discontent in her voice. That’s when I had suggested her to read and also write.
She had laughed at my advice in the beginning. But then with slow and steady steps she ventured into this amazing world of writing.
Basking in it’s aura.
Feeling it’s warmth.
Getting lost in it’s vastness.
But never complaining.
As writing introduced her to a world full of surprises and excitement.
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