Love.. that seemed today like an empty word. As she sat, watching people from the window that oversaw the neighbourhood park, she saw the empty swing, wet in rain, drenched completely, alone..just like her..She knew she could get past this, she had seen worse in life and yet right now, her heart was shattered into so many tiny pieces that it was almost impossible to count.
Time, they say is a great healer. May be a change of place would help. Nikki went over to the telephone directory, and searched for travel agents and dialled the first number she saw.-040-543217 . It belonged to some Vishal Travel Agents . It had been a long time since she had taken a break, with weekends being spent with him, she never really had a chance for a holiday, not since 4 years. The lady over the was briefing her about different plans that was available for the weekend; Hampi, Mangalore, Goa, Chennai,... She loved beaches but she knew people in Goa. That wouldn't do. She really wasn't into architecture stuff, so that rules out Hampi, Mangalore didn't sound interesting enough and Chennai was crowded. She screwed her lips when she saw her choices.
" Madam, would you be interested in Kerala? Weekend might be too short a trip though."
Kerala... she knew no one there nor has she ever been there. " That will be perfect. Could you please book the ticket for me? "
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God's own country/Devil's own people:-D welcome her:-D..
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