It had been just two days after I had lost to her in the quiz competition that we met again. I was in my favorite cafe reading the book "My name is Red".Not able to decipher wat writer(translator) wanted to convey, I looked up and I saw her with her two friends smiling. With the loss in my mind that smile seemed to be a smirk targetted on the vanquished- me.
I left the cafe paying my bills hiding glances at her. When out of the cafe, I felt a tug on my shoulder and the same girl was standing. I thought she was there to torment me but still asked her the reason for stalking me. She gave me my book(my name is red) which I had left in the cafe .And before I could thank her. She went away. There was note inside-"You were better(in the quiz) but I was lucky".
Today when I came to know about her from our common friend, she said the girl had died of a road accident.This post is dedicated to her.
Moral of the story: If u don't believe in angels, start believing!
I left the cafe paying my bills hiding glances at her. When out of the cafe, I felt a tug on my shoulder and the same girl was standing. I thought she was there to torment me but still asked her the reason for stalking me. She gave me my book(my name is red) which I had left in the cafe .And before I could thank her. She went away. There was note inside-"You were better(in the quiz) but I was lucky".
Today when I came to know about her from our common friend, she said the girl had died of a road accident.This post is dedicated to her.
Moral of the story: If u don't believe in angels, start believing!