She went along life and her daily routine as before. School, homework, home chores. She stopped going out to play with her friends. Even at school, her teachers and classmates had noticed a change in her behaviour. The girl who used to play pranks, tell jokes and make others laugh was now a stranger to everyone. The sparkle had gone from her eyes. Her smile was a façade.
And then, one day at school, he walked towards her. Her eyes lit up. A butterfly of happiness fluttered in her heart. And he said "I thought I'll let you know I have had the bridge repaired two weeks back. You can now come and meet me again." He then walked away with a smug smile. Had he stayed around he would have seen how icy cold her eyes had gone.
She went home … his words still ringing in her ears. She went to the garden shed, took the axe out and hacked away her end of the bridge till it was no longer possible for anyone to cross over. Bless the axe!
Sheetal Soni
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