It was another morning filled with anxiety and tension for Anitha. The tension increased with each passing day but her patience only increased exponentially, from biting her nails it went to be a nervous smile with a straight face.
“What is the verdict today?” — Anitha
“Worst reviews and trending tweets to ban your app.” — Manager
“Was my app idea so bad? “ — Anitha
“Well, its just too different, something the reality wont accept.” — Manager
“I thought people liked different things.” — Anitha
“They like different things which gives a break to their boring routine.” — Manager
Roshni clutched her favourite locket tightly against her hand. Her friends used to describe it as “artistically pleasing heart shaped gift of heaven”, which had a tiny key to open it. It was a gift on her tenth birthday, what seemed to be a simple gift for a child at that age, but it’s importance only grew with age, and it’s true importance only grew deeper in Roshni’s heart until she was totally immersed in it. She had moved to a new apartment, and was trying to fit in with the neighbourhood. The beautiful misty mornings tempted Roshni…