Scared to be Scarred
PART-1 The sky rumbled and the raindrops splattered against the bay window. The night was chill and a faint crickets’ song could be heard in the distance. The darkroom was occasionally lit by fine streaks of lightning. In the silent room, two pairs of chocolate brown eyes looked at each other pointedly. Both had the same urgency. I am sorry! I am very sorry! It was all my fault! The same unspoken words echoed loud in the room. The guilt was making it unbearable. Both had questions to ask and answers to give and they knew it- It was now or never. Amongst the thousand thoughts running inside their heads, one thought stood out - Cut it out! Long story short...you were the right one at the wrong time . However it was, it all was imperfectly perfect. PART-2 ‘Mabel! You need to practice harder. You are losing your focus. You can’t get into the next tournament with your current performance,’ the master’s voice roared from behind as she tried to recover from the shock of a flying...