AFTER YOU BROKE UP (Short Story)
After You Broke Up (Fiction/Philosophy) You know darling after you broke up, I have spend my days talking your talks to myself, your incidents, your stories, that wholehearted spirit of your. I would swing my personality adopting yours and interact with people, some said I've gone mad, some said it's a new transformation, really amazing. I cared about none. I somehow wanted you to be close, so I adapted you in myself. But that wasn't the solution, because it isn't your personality that I fall for, it is your entire being. That child like face you make when you become a five year old boy, angry at me, I tried imitating it, but I couldn't, because it was something your special, not mine. People around me, my neighbor, relatives, friends all says 'she has gone mad' they mock at me, girls of my society laughs at my shabby hairs and weird dress up. But what can I do? For whom I put makeup now? For whom hair straightening is needed? In whose lap I'
