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*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* I slowly opened my eyes when I heard the knocks on the door. It took me a while to realize my reality. It was morning. The timid chirping of birds signaled the dawn of a new day. So did the cool ambience of the room. Rays of sun pierced the thick black clouds to illuminate the world outside. Now that I was conscious a little more I could hear the voices outside going about their lives. That is when my thoughts of yesterday cluttered in my brain and everything of the recent past came back to me. *THUMP* Another dull hit on the door had me sitting up on my bed. I pushed myself off from the dark blue bed sheet and stumbled towards the door. I extended my arm over my head until I touched the cold metal. I turned it around and unclasped the flush bolt, giving myself the opportunity to face the world. Once again. I slowly opened the door to see Amaan standing there with a mug of hot coffee. January's winter is not forgiving, especially f

The room we were sitting it was still. Five individuals who inhabited the room were all silent after hearing Brad’s experiences. The silence spoke louder when mixed with emotions. And at that point when Brad-or Blessing-was done telling her tale of broken heart, my soul was not synced with my heart anymore. Everything Blessing had told us peeled another layer off Madonna’s alias. She was not the perfect lover. Not the perfect person. Not even a person human… …if she ever was one. Brad was the one who broke the silence by wrapping up his story. He, once again, put his hand in his pockets and started speaking like a gentleman that he was,” Well, that was all to it. After Madonna left me hanging at that bar, I cried. A little. And I waited for it to open to the public. That night, I got intoxicated, heavily. For the next two weeks I couldn’t come to work. I chalked all of it up on medical emergencies and allergies. It was all going well but one of my employees squea

Lets look back at what just happened. I dumped Blessing. In cold blood, I executed her feelings for me. I took her down and freed myself. Not just from her, but also from my payments. All of them were done now. The last installment left me with enough money to continue with my studies. But it left me homeless, and loveless. Once again. I was on my way to meet Blessing when my friend called me. I pressed the button on my Bluetooth earpiece to answer the phone and not get in a car crash. “Hey. Yeah. I left half an hour ago. Sorry, I just bolted out of the front gate as soon as the lecture was over. Hmm? No, I took a day off. I have a date with my girlfriend. Yeah, the one I told you about. Blessing. We’ll probably go to a club and get wasted.” Then I heard my friend mentioning that ‘A1’   was looking for me. I changed the topic Immediately to the upcoming cultural festival. After I hung up the call ten minutes later, I heard another beep in my ear. It was the call I had