It's Never Too Late...
1st January, 2020

Standing in front of the mirror, Rachna gazed at her 32 year old self. She was nothing like she thought she would be. The sparkle she once carried in her eyes, was all dried out like a drought stuck barren land. And her lips...they hadn't spread in a smile in ages.

Rachna, gently removed the scarf which circled her neck, hiding the deep, blue marks hitting marks. Those were her eight years of married life, all summed up in and around her neck, back and arms. Placing the scarf on the dresser, she removed the wedding ring from her ring finger.

Once again, she looked at her battered and tired body in the mirror. But her eyes...they were speaking a different language. Sparkling a little, they spoke to her, "Happy New Year dear! A very Happy New Year to you..."

By Priyanka M (Coffee_pen_and_paper)

English Microfiction by Priyanka M : 111316680

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