Prelude
They
say rain reminds you of the special people in your life. Kanishka never
believed it. For her it was a line straight out of a fairy tale and she was too
mature to believe in all this stuff. She knew life wasn't a fairy tale, there
is no Mr. Perfect and no prince charming will come riding on a white
horse!
But
today was different day. She sat besides the window watching the raindrops with
a cup of coffee and the photo album searching for her "perfect
picture". It was not only a photograph but a memory of "them"
together for the first and the last time. The first sip of coffee took her back
to those days when she understood the meaning of her life, days when she got to
know what love is, days when she fell in love with Him..
Arnav,
though not her first love but certainly her last because she knew that no
matter what, she would never be able to love someone as much and as deeply as
she loved him.
Eight
years back...
describe the rain..... ever one sees rain with a different perspective..... show the beauty of the rain in your own views...... :) :)
ReplyDeleteyou don't realize the beauty of rain at 3 am when all you need is sleep! but thanks. :) will keep in mind next time.
ReplyDelete:) :) keep up the good work :) :)
ReplyDeletehope so.. thank you.. :)
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