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The Second Chance

“Reintroduce yourself.” he said.

She kept staring at the screen, wondering whether she should just ignore it or type out a friendly and indifferent reply. She closed her eyes, trying to shut out memories of a long forgotten childhood. And as she began to shoo them away, one particular memory stared right at her, refusing to go away…

She, an eight-year old, wearing a hideous frock, crying through the mud on her face. He, a handsome teenager, out of a Mills and Boon story. That’s how they had met. That’s how he knew her. A little girl who had lost her balance on the cycle and fallen into the mud. The child who forgot her pain at the sight of a cheap candy. A girl who believed in enchanted forests and fairies. That’s the reason they started drifting apart. He couldn’t accept the fact that she was not a child anymore.

Now, after five years of silence, he was asking her to be a part of his life again. She still had the option of ignoring him. But then, she also had a second chance. The only chance to convince herself that she was a new person. Not the insecure woman hiding from the world. Not someone who had given up on life. She was being offered a second chance…

“I’m good.” she typed out, grabbing the second chance as if someone would snatch it away if she didn’t. “I’m planning to learn something new this summer. May be, I’ll save up enough to buy a guitar.”

She knew she could actually save up enough by summer. May be it was a good idea. She began to imagine herself holding a guitar… May be she needed a haircut too…

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2 Comments

  1. Insight says:

    Memories– it reflects what you’ve inside, but it fails to satisfy the desire to get those moments back.

    Liked this simple story! πŸ™‚

    ~ Rahul

    Liked by 1 person

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