WideBlueYonder

"You will never understand what you mean to me."- He said emphatically. "You will never understand what you did to me."- She thought. A tear slid down her pale cheek uncared for. Rain drops trickled on the small puddle outside. Circles of memories erupted and dissolved as she gazed on.

"So you set the ball right and roll this way, understood?"- rang the older lady's booming voice in her ears. "This is how you make a 'roti'. You must learn soon!" Narrowing her eyes and taking a deep breath in, she set the ball delicately. But kicked it hard! Crowd went tizzy at her deft footwork. She did roll the ball well - the soccer ball!