The Birthday Waltz



am sorry…it’s my first birthday with you…dinner getting cold…am in long for your warmth…come back…will not scream for being late…I know you’re working hard for me…but s’time it’s hard to be calm–

Honey, am home…am famished…why so dark…where’re…what’s…

In chiaroscuro candle light, she see, he is holding a bouquet of rose–hundred and one, her favourite. She knows he had also bought a big chocolate box.

He came forward and forwarding the bouquet says “sorry…”

The month is near to end–three days left and she know this expense is heavy.


18th February, 2017


In response to 100 Word Weekly Writing Challenge —Week 6 by Bikurgurl

10 responses to “The Birthday Waltz”

  1. A heart warming story expressed beautifully.

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    1. Thank you…arkta raate post korchi…pore janio…r Ahir Bhairav thik chilo? oi postr comment boxe janio…

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