Memories Out Of A Dustbin

Denial

Varsha2 hours ago1 min read
Denial

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THREE YEARS EARLIER
She was busy with her books when the doorbell rang...
With a sticky note came a bunch of photos.....
He had written in that sticky note,
"It had rained last night. I just went out with my camera but never thought you would be my model....however, your steps were great. You never told you could dance well!"
Below signed, 'Your photographer'
She did dance last night..
But who was this anonymous? Then she remembered that morning how her classmate had approached her asking if she hard time for some pictures. She liked the guy but denied, saying, " It will rain soon, catch me if you can.."
She was brought back to the note suddenly; she went through the pictures again and again and slowly sleep overcame.
That's how they met.
PRESENT
It was not too late at night. Her parents were still discussing about the wedding they attended earlier. She quietly went to her bed...
She was remembering him again. Suddenly, a tear rolled down her eye....
She wanted to ask him loudly, ''Why Vikram, why?
Didn't you ever notice? Didn't you ever feel anything? ''
I'' remember you tried to look at me once....
Oh, it seems you forgot....''
And then, she slowly fell asleep and the night ended like that...
She knew that they would never end up meeting, but nevertheless....
She fell in love with him over and over again, unable to accept that he was someone else's now!

A stranger sends you photos of yourself dancing, saying "I took these last night. You dance so well!"

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Deepanshi Mehta1 hour ago

This has such a bittersweet, cinematic feel. The transition between their first meeting and the present really captures unspoken love, missed chances, and the pain of realizing someone you loved belongs to another chapter now.

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Hey Deepanshi, thank you for such a sweet review, stay tuned for the next part!

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