It was a typical Sunday afternoon. The Richmond Park was flocking with people, running, and walking their dogs. Some were chatting, while others were sitting alone basking in the sunlight.
With her dampened eyes, Madhu looked around and watched people enjoying themselves to the fullest. Yet none of that gave her any joy. She was playing her conversation with Pramod over and over again. It’s over, Madhu. We can’t be together. I don’t love you anymore.
Just like that, their relationship was over. No explanation, no apology.
Suffering from a terrible heartbreak, she sat alone, hiding her sobbing face behind her palms. The next moment, she heard a friendly voice. “Is everything alright?” a bespectacled middle-aged woman walked up to her. “Yeah… I am… I am okay,” Madhu avoided the question as she wiped the tears from her face.
The stranger smiled and said, “I am Divya. Do you mind if I sit next to you? My legs are killing me.”
“Please,” Madhu replied as she shifted to make space.
“So, is everything really okay?” Divya asked again in a soft voice.
There was something in Divya’s voice that comforted Madhu. “I am just having the worst day of my life. My partner broke up with me. Eight years… we were together and he didn’t even give me eight words of explanation,” a reluctant smile flashed on her face.
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