Message to Women
I’m 21. But I have stories of my life like I’m already in my late 90s. I’ve beautiful memories and others too. This is about something included in this “others”. This happened exactly two years ago. I can remember it like happened yesterday though I want to do it. Memories that horrible are even more horrible if it is kept buried deep in the hell of so-called silence. I think, two years anniversary is a day I share it to the world. It was in 2013, when I was in class 12. Like most of the girls in high schools I too had a boyfriend. Of course, I loved him just the way he deserved it. It was on this particular day two years ago when we decided for a date. Rendezvous was in my friend’s home. He wished me for the day. That was the first program amongst the list. I think you can imagine what happened the next without my say. But mind you, nothing “something” happened with him. He’s a gentleman. He respects women. He knows the emotions of women. He knows women are the soc