Sarthak-"LiVe A MeanIngfUl liFe" ...Chapter-2

Chapter-2 "Old Memories"

"kuch yaadein,aankhon ko nam kar jati hai,

kuch yaadein,labho par muskan chod jati hai,

kuch baatein bhulane se bhi yaad ajati hai,

kuch adhoori khwaishyien,khwabon tak hi simit reh jati hai...."

It was 6p.m. and what was pouring down from last few days had slowed down...Purohit went to the window and opened it and felt the fresh air that came in....eyes closed,feeling the numbness of the air and that smell of the wet soil ,everything refreshed him...he then looked at the piece of paper and began to read what was his first ever article that never got published....

"She is more simple than the simplicity itself,more beautiful than the beauty itself...more honest than honesty,more human than humanity.....smile looks more beautiful when it is on her face...she could make me smile even on the darkest of days....a girl with simple thoughts but huge aims...a girl with simplest of looks but with the most beautiful soul....a girl for whom I could wait for ages....there is rhythm in her style of speaking & a melody in her voice...a girl for whom I can die in seconds....from a small town she comes and has changed many a lives...including mine...she has changed many perceptions...she has a different flair....and that glare...the skin that glows...the purity that flows....she has her own reasons...she has her own seasons....I tried to convey the message but the simple she is,she gets it all wrong....Ridhima..I...."

and the article ended...incomplete dreams and desires haunt you when they keep coming back to hit your face....it had stopped raining but Purohit's eyes were wet...and suddenly he heard a few bunch of people hugging each other,clicking pictures,few of them had tears in their eyes,few managed to smile....it seemed all have come to wish a final good bye to one of their friend.All aged at around 23 were a bunch of close friends...and it reminded Purohit of those days....of Akshay,Harsh,Neha,Shrishti and of course....Ridhima...

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