That day, Tarun was ardently waiting for a call from the placement cell to confirm his 

appointment. The mobile beeped and  he hurriedly picked up. A female was there on the 


She said, “Sorry Tarun, you could not make it. Better luck next time.”

Tarun gasped and banged his wrist hard on the table and shouted, “Why it’s me always?”


© Ila Varma 25-03-2016


one liner, fiction, poetry or experience starting with “That day…”


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