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Crossroads - twilight of fate

Crossroads - twilight of fate

Sofiya

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Soha a simple and shy girl, has a childhood crush for her school senior Samar, who goes abroad for further studies. Soha marries a guy Armaan, for the sake of her father's wish. Her married life is empty and loveless because her husband is abusive and selfish. She continued living that life for the sake of her children. After 15 years, she meets Samar and they become friends. Samar being her friend makes her feel, life beautiful. Later, Samar confesses his love for her. Soha breaks the ties with Samar. After 2 years, Alumni meet of school. They are so closed to each other. Their eyes speak and hearts feel each other. Samar shifts to the USA. Soha lives with her husband. But fate.....

Chapter 1 Prologue

Samar Kapadia

The day was dawning, Samar made his way to New York International Airport. It had been raining steadily since morning, there was alert at the airport but it wasn't anything new as Samar was used to such situations shuffling between USA and India due to Business.

Moving towards the immigration counter, he was wondering about the event he was going to attend. Suddenly, a girl bumped into him and for a moment he was taken aback but soon came to his senses. He looked at the girl talk and attractive but not beautiful as Soha. She wore cream top and blue Jean's, her hair just like Soha. She had the boarding pass of the same flight as him.

"Sorry...I was in a hurry and unintentionally dashed." The girl chirped.

Samar excused and picked his backpack, moved towards business lounge. He was sitting in the lounge waiting for the flight boarding announcement, closing his eye and remembering the memories of Soha.

"Sir, your flight is boarding, have a nice journey. "the attendant at the lounge said softly.

Samar smiled, picked his backpack and proceeded towards the gate. Boarding the flight, he settled himself on the seat.

After the flight was in the air, Samar absentmindedly opened his tab and started reading his accounting documents but closed it due to lack of concentration.

He sighed....then scrolled the screen for a movie list to kill the time, clicked on an English movie. After a few minutes of watching he felt it uninteresting, so he turned it off.

Tried for a Hindi movie, selected and it started playing. The movie was going on but Samar had Soha in his mind. All he felt was Soha in the movie, the cute, shy, beautiful girl he loved. Her smile was like melting millions of hearts.

"Will I be able to see her? Hope she read the Invitation Email and come for the meet." Sighing he thought.

Soha Goplani /Kothari

Soha was walking on a street, there were many people around, all were her known people yet she was lonely and was searching for somebody. She was worried, her eyebrows knitted and sweaty forehead. She looks everywhere, turns around and saw a silhouette of a man with his back towards her, she walks towards him thinking that he is the one whom she is searching for, but he moves forward, she wants to call him, stop him, as she tries to find her voice, no sound comes out her throat and the silhouette fades away. She squatted and weeps.

Beep...beep....beep.... the alarm buzzed.....

Soha switched off the alarm and feels the tears flowing her eyes. The same dream, she was dreaming since few days.

She gets up from the bed and makes her way to the bathroom. After washing she heads to her morning routine and then towards office.

Armaan Kothari

Armaan is Soha's husband, a hypocrite, a typical abusive husband who never cared or loved his wife or had any proper conversation. He wakes up after Soha goes to kitchen to prepare breakfast. Washes himself and gets ready for his office.

"Soha....what's this, the omelette is again salty. Where is your mind? Didn't you sleep properly?"

"S...ss.. sorry... I had other things also to do and maybe by mistake..."Soha explained.

After that he walked out with his laptop bag.

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