The Cursor

The cursor was blinking on the mobile screen. In the computer era, Cursor is the starting point of emotions. Everything starts with that cursor in the writing box and ends on it. Be it corporate deals, promises, divorces or even small fights on petty issues, everything starts and ends on cursors.
That cursor was blinking endlessly, waiting for some words. But, to its disgrace, no words came out, it kept on blinking uselessly.  Days passed, moths went by, years rolled and the cursor kept blinking,  but without any words coming out of it. At times, some words appeared, some emoticons showed up, but just for a second as they were erased by the backspaced button. The cursor kept on longing for pairing up with the 'Send'  button.

The cursor is blinking even today, selflessly, endlessly waiting for words to come out of it. But, as all other days pass, this day shall also pass, wordless, for when relations die, deals come to an end, fights become wars, the cursor has this painful fate of blinking alone, without words...and in itself it sings it's own saga...the cursor's blinking saga. |

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