I came out
''what were you doing'', he asked.
''Why whatever I do''
''Oh! aunty I should leave. I am getting calls''
''It would be better if you have stayed for long'', she said with rich kindness.
I bade her ''Goodbye''
And ignored him
''You home?'', mom asked.
''Yeah''
''was he in shock?''
''No'', I said in shock.
I refreshed myself and flipped the second page.
15th April, 2018
I hid behind the tree. She was indeed a rose. She was crying, wearing a black dress with polka dotted print. She never looked plain , even if she wears a rag , she will look the same.
She was beauteous in a fancy plain style, where the style needs no definition .
She moved with grace I here noticed her purple coloured hair flaunting along with her and praising her beautiness. Her hair was shiny and bouncy. Whenever it moved it bounced like a tiny bubble flying in light air.
She looked up and her ocean blue eyes meets mine. Her eyes were filled with sparkles. That sparke went down and down like a pure diamond losing it's real place.
It again looked mine. I was drowning and dying in . Before I could die she went away. I am thrilled to see her. Her everything. She was a thunder. A thunder which was present there alive. A life which can be seen in her dark blue sparkling eyes. Her eyes where starfish and dolphin lives in.