Budding Love
Budding Love

Did you see a ghost? Meeta walks in in her trademark style and inquires.

I don’t want to talk about it unless you’re going to tell me that he is a complete jerk, scoffed Rashmi.

Did he just hit on you, again? Meeta stood at her desk with a quizzical look on her face.

How do you know that? Asked a surprised Rashmi, her voice barely audible.

It’s all over on your face. You look flushed, darling, replied Meeta with a nod on her face and a closed smile adorning her cheekbones.

He does that every time and I simply cannot understand what to do, she confessed.

May be you should file for a divorce and consider his advances, Meeta advised.

You do read me well, Meeta, she smiled.

You owe me a drink, Meeta replied with a wink and walked to her desk.

“Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place”, she read the Whatsapp message sent by Meeta over and over again and took liberties to daydream herself with him.

Day 1 – Quote prompt – Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place. – Zora Neale Hurston

I am writing bravely for Write Tribe Festival of Words – March 2019