Heart Of The World

READERS CAN ENJOY THIS STORY WHEN READ SLOWLY WITH YOUR MIND CREATING THE SCENARIO

It was a bright sunny day where the lights clued the eyes of people. The trees making a cover and leaves making a fall here and there. The chirping sounds of birds, a charming melody for people was heard all around. In the midst of such stunning scene,I witnessed this lady,to whom flowers will surrender. Standing away from her sight, watching the movement of her swaying hair,I lost myself in this world. . the world of beauty. . . The days rolled by and that one day to meet her face to face was still long away. "Will it end up the same way everyday?",I asked myself. "No",came the reply. I turned to the side from where the reply came and that unmatchable beauty which I used to witness everyday from miles away was now close to me. That's when we shared our first words with my heart bouncing away from me.

Our first meet became a usual one as days went and it was that chilly morning where I saw her with a little flower,a flower which brought smile in her face. . it was her little kid. I was almost running out of emotions. . . She was sitting in a plane wooden bench witnessing the beauty and myself standing behind her.

A man from no where, with colors of green and brown rested beside her. The little kid's joy knew no bounds and everything was now clear for me. It was his father, an army man, who had come to meet up his wife and his kid after a long awaited gap.

This woman, whose beauty I wondered every single day was waiting for his return. "I wouldn't be able to see her again" said to myself. But those impressions will never be erased from the heart of the world. . never and ever. . .