Glitterati - Litterati

"Tell me something nice", she said. "It's been a long time since I've heard any good news. I suppose things must be going well for you".

A month back, her dad had suffered a stroke and was in the ICU of a hospital in Mumbai. He was in coma for 14 days - a period she remembered very vividly - each day had been a torturous experience. She died every night exhausted from fear and woke up to life in the morning, with a faint glitter of hope. That period had been hard on her but soon her dad was convalescing. It had been probably harder on her mother, who suffered an heart attack soon after, but fate had been cruelly quicker in her case.

Before things started going bad, she was in love with a guy and they had plans to get happily married. As things got worse, she was occupied with the calamities facing her and he got married elsewhere due to some family problems.

Her dad was worried about her future, as he was uncertain about his. But she didn't want to marry, ever. Her Dad understood and so did she. That was when she thought of calling some of her old friends, someone to just cry out to, someone who would listen her out.

He hadn't heard from her for a long time. It was a pleasant surprise, but soon he realized that things weren't that pleasant for her. He prided himself on having a good sense of humor, on being able to make people laugh or at least smile with his twisted interpretation of things in general. But he was at a loss of words, when she pleaded with him to give her some good news.

All he could talk was about broken relationships, of crashed dreams and dashed hopes. But somehow they paled in comparison with what she had been through. Life can be a great comedian but at times, can make you cry out in pain and he realized with a sinking heart, that he was no match for Life. All he could do was pray, "Please Life, tell her something nice".