And she waited

She looked teary-eyed, Khateeja, the newly-wed wife, as she folded the bundle of pages into the envelope finishing her first hand-written letter to her better half, who departed overseas last week, soon after their marriage. Stretching her arms, she looked down the bed, wearily, as it was full of colorful pens and highlighters and other stationery objects that hurdled her to sleep.

The clock ticked forty five past ten, as she arranged her bed as she went into dream to visualize her longing thoughts. She had been busy for past two days, collating everything in her mind and send in a single letter.

“It’s going to reach him in another 6 days”, she thought.

As she dispatched the envelope the next morning, her eyes are set along the road that connected to the post-office, like a telescope tilted to set on focus by an earnest astronomer anticipating a spectacular space event.

Indeed it’s like a shooting star; the letters from her husband. And she waited.

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