The Dark Chocolate

Nikhat, beautiful line this..
"The groove between bony shoulder blades at her back looked to be where her lost wings had been once attached."
Its vivid visuality just blew me away.
You got talent.Write more.

Thanks Sir I crave for encouragement. thanks a alot
Nikhat Riaz

You re welcome.Please keep writing.The lack of interacts here is probably because of the length of the story.Don't mind it.

Re: # 3 aahaan!!!!!!!actually I write poetry alot and that too in urdu.
Nikhat Riaz

Thats great!.Do you have a blog? It would be great if you could share your work.

Re: # 5 Naaa, but I did translated one of my poetry in my saree huee angreizee in ilogs,"In an awe of circle". Have u read it?
Nikhat Riaz

Re: # 5 Naaa, but I did translate one of my poetry in my saree huee angreizee in ilogs,"In an awe of circle". Have u read it?
Nikhat Riaz

it`s a nice piece but I can`t understand one thing ..ten long years???...it took the doctor ten long yrs 2 break through to her!!...& he didn`t break through..she told him herself...shouldn`t you reduce this duration to months maybe...because it makes the doctor seem highly inefficient

Re: # 8 Thanks dear..The account of her life was baffling enough to shut down her senses completely not for months not for a year but for a whole decade. And chanda! if person is determined not to speak, not to eat or not to heal no doctor, no medicine on earth could help.
Nikhat Riaz