“We have been talking about your works till now, being a writer is sure ecstatic but what are the other things you do at your leisure?”
“Oh yes, I love languages and I proudly say I am a polyglot.”
“Oh that’s wonderful sir, and your readers would surely like to know your favorite language, from the languages you have learned so far, which one has captivated you?”
“The one I learned first”
“Your mother tongue?”
“No, it comes second, the one that comes first for me is the language of love.”
Ttttale
Well Played
Our story began smoothly with a ‘hai’.
I was writing it.
The first few chapters were heart throbbing.
Words were inspired by him.
Secrets started to spill.
The Chapters started to get filled with passion.
And the story urged with heat.
Fate wrote the lines to destiny.
The destiny I had wished for us.
I was wrong.
I realized the last chapter was already written.
He was already in his “happily ever after”.
He was the author and I was just a pawn.