My entry for Klash this week. The word is Mushroom.
“What a tragedy!”
“They were married so recently.”
“Now what will Shweta do?”
Her family was exasperating. Why can’t everyone just shut up?
Should I cry my heart out when I don’t feel like it? It’s tragic he died. I feel awful but not devastated. I want to get on with life. Is that wrong? I liked him a lot but should this be the end of my world?
“At such a young age!”
“Her life is ruined.”
Tomorrow is the last day for my MBA admission. Should I give it up and miss a lifetime opportunity?
Such thoughts mushrooming in her head made her cringe with guilt.
What should I do now?
