Roses are red, violets are blue…
She was not aware then, that a bouquet of red roses to propose marriage would lead to the onset of blues in her life.
The vermilion on her forehead, glass bangles, and the bridal saree were all red. It is the colour of passion – a targeted passion that went astray.
The blood flowing from her wounds was also red.
And now, the red signal she flashes will stop all his illicit activities. The police are at the doorstep.
She will surrender her family, her married life, and her husband to an undefined future.
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That needs a lot of courage, Reena. Great story.
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Thank you, Indira!
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Great short story, red the colour of passion and rage.
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Red is becoming on those who are not afraid of attracting attention.
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Loved the short story!
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Thank you, Ganga!
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Another excellent story Reena! Your a great writer! ❤
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Grateful for the encouragement, Carol!
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Good one.
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Thanks!
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Of course 👌🏼
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Beautiful post ✍️
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Thank you, Satyam!
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