“I’m going with my parents to meet the girl they want me to marry.” he said. Sheila’s head reeled. Wasn’t she the girl he wanted to marry? Hadn’t he told her that she was his soul-mate? She ranted, she raved, she pleaded but he went anyway. He met the girl and a few weeks later he married her. Sheila was heart-broken. She had lost her best friend and the man she thought was her partner for life. “Perhaps, I’m not good enough for him,” she thought.

Years later, she knows the truth. She was too good for him.





Inspired by Dawn Storey of Alphabet Salad, I’m undertaking an attempt at short fiction writing. 100 words – no more, no less.Β 

In keeping with the theme of Everyday Gyaan, I will also try to make sure that the fiction is something that attempts to inspire. I would love to hear what you think of my first attempt. Be honest now πŸ˜‰

May you be inspired – every day!