Fate

"Who won?"
"Joker."

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Miracle

"I am waiting for a miracle. He stays across the ocean. A thousand miles away. Distance isn't the problem. I have no will to go on like this," she says, trying her best to keep a steady tone. Being fragile, she fails to convince me anyway. Her voice seemed like she could do with a glass of water. "I want to drown myself in a pool of fire and ruin my existence," on the brink of tears. I wanted to ask her to calm down, but nothing good has ever come up with my opening my mouth to talk. Reluctantly, I shut up and stare at her as if counselling her with my silence. Soon, she flinches, and glistens. This is where I thought she was doing to cry. "Silence was never a good countenance, NEVER!" I scream to myself, albeit silently. I witnessed her face drawing up a smile. (It is now that I realised that your mouth too is a window to the soul if you are willing to listen.) With her eyes transfixed above, I decided to see what she saw. The clouds loomed over our heads. She knew the rain gods are going to answer her prayers today. Maybe, I thought. Luckily, she wasn't me. Luckily for her, she waited for a miracle.

Picture taken from Katha Cues