Ek Thi Masahal

she  looked  at  the  white  calendar  on the  wall, it  was  fifteenth, the  next  day  was sixteenth,  circled  and  highlighted  with  red, upsetting  her  mind  , she  goes  back  into  the  past  , the  day  and  date  would  swallow her , why  did  did  she  not  die  whe  she  was  born, it  was  her  birth day, sixteenth  was  the  next  day her  birthday  a  curse  of  her  

life