"Why are you waiting here, alone? "- a cold boyish voice startled Riya. It was the very early hour of day one of school. The premises was still bare as well as silent. She managed to look at his eyes. The eyes' met and the story began...... The story as well as the Waiting continues as it is His phase of impatient waiting bcoz She is still busy in crying for her 'BIDAAI'..... It's been a while since a #shortstory challenge. Time to write one right now titled #thewait. :) Post longer ones in the caption or as a new post. A short story is not like a poem. It should have a beginning, middle and an end. #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #yqdada #yqdidi #ushnish
