She was adopted
Never met her biological parents; they were dead; No siblings; No known relatives
Her adopted parents never hid this from her
She was raised like one of their own
Luck was on her side, and she found the ideal match
A very loving husband
A soul mate
Now she craved for a child
Somebody who has her genes
Somebody who can look like her
Another living person in this whole universe who shares a biological similarity
Luck was not on her side this time
She was sterile
A complete barren
Thursday, 18 June 2009
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9 comments:
Absolute brutal !!
Excellent.
Ashraf bhai, back with the bang! :-)
Thanks guys
Good to see you back!!! Where were you hiding with your unique poems? :-)
Yes, Vikas. Good to see me back.
I wasnt hiding; I was evolving :-)
it was really a vicious dead end . aptly titled.
:-) Ankur
It happens, I know people like that...
Wonderfully expressed Ashraf!
Nice to see you again :)
Thanks Mona. Nice to see u too
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