My Million Little Pieces
Short Story by Nadeem Alam I had been heart broken in the past but this time I was not sure that I will be able to reassemble my million little pieces. I still do not believe as to what had happened. I am currently passing through the denial phase. The person responsible for my this miserable and agonizing state is none other than the one I loved the most, for whom I had left everything in the world, for whom I had sacrificed my whole life. It all began in the summer of 69 when Bryan Adams was having the best days of his life and I was studying in best school of the city. One day when I was being driven back home that I saw you for the very first time. We had stopped at the red signal in Clifton where after few years Teen Talwar was constructed. I looked around and there you appeared just outside my rolled down window. Your face was pale, weak and dirty. Standing with your mother, you held her shirt with one hand and stretched the other towards me. When I looked at your mu...
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