I sat stretched out while the water kissed my feet. The wind dropped to whispers and then ashamed of its defeat hollered back the very next minute. I sat there, carving smiles out of ketchup sachets, all alone.

Will you play with me??? Please??? Once more?

Do you know how my hair makes waves with the slightest hint of breeze??? Do you know how long it has grown???

The next time you cheat on my game, I will not turn back, bite my lips and laugh it all off.

The next time you look this way, I’ll throw words at you.