I met her in the train once again. She was the last person I thought I would meet aain. She had migrated to Mumbai, that’s what I heard from a friend. She was sexy as usual. Indeed, much more sexy than the last time I saw her.
So when this hot girl fell in love with the hottest Muslim boy in college it did create a ruckus. To top it all she came from a ultra God fearing protestant family. The public smooching and groping was a matter of discussion through the campus.
In the end when he confessed cheating her, I thought she would go nuts. She simply refused to believe anyone telling her about seeing him with someone else. In the end she had to believe when he dumped her.
Resilience is the word that comes to my mind. People survive after a crash. But how well they pick up is the key to success.