In our world there is a strange phenomenon by which we are able to see a picture [ like portrayed by hologram] of our destination.
Just like we saw that day. It was a beautiful sight. Nothing more nor less but a beautiful sight to be watched. We walk past the old building of city, into the forest of Conifer tree on which red leafed vine named Virginia attached with.
" THE FOREST OF RED TRUNK". Through out years the Virginia creeper remain red in colour due to their genetically altered genes.
" I didn't know that our destination will be here." Your voice sounds so cheerful and lovely when you excitedly says. That I have always compared your beautiful voice to a beautiful lovely symphony. As we the trio pass through trees, down on steps, on a path craved with stones. Our destination was finally in front of us. Standing there alone in huge forest, An old yet beautiful building of green house. A beautiful wooden and glassy green house is standing firm, alone in huge dark forest.
"Here we go" Says LENA AYABURG and press the glass door. Opening of door by us cause wind chimes to move and make a lovely beautiful alerts that we have never listened.
" I don't know but I got a feeling that we will definitely find real Strawberries here. Trust me, it's an instinct." Lena says while smiling widely. As we get in there we saw greenery everywhere. There are plants of every kind in there. Both flowering and non flowering plants are in abundance that it is very hard to distinguish the wood from green. Some of them are familiar to us while a majority were unknown to us. We didn't realise something that was missed by us, something special that make inside of green house different from outside atmosphere by then if Lena doesn't exclaims in joy.
" There is a little warmth in here, atmosphere also different from outside."
It is too beautiful to believe that we are in our world not in the world of ancient time.
" That's because, it's natural in here due to various varieties of natural flora planted here."
A strong and wise voice came from our back. We turn toward the sourse of voice and there stands an old person, probably in his late sixties. He trun toward lena.
" Would you mind telling me young lady what cause you to came in this area?" He talks to lena directly without passing us a second glance. I gesture Gibbs to be on alert.
"Well can we find real Strawberries here?"
There was something strange in her voice as she spokes to the owner of green house. If I look back now, I am finally able to understand that there was a little touch of hope was present on her voice, also a sparks of emotion were there in her voice as she spokes owner of Green House. He smiles and walk toward back side of green house, leading the way for us while speaking: " I think you are at right place at right time of year. For real Strawberries the season is short but you are lucky that I have harvested them in morning, the first batch of this year. If I'm right you must be Miss Lena, old Xander has informed me about your arrival."
He stops at a warehouse where the Strawberries were packed in see through packets. He smile at them as if he is watching his children." How much you desired to have Miss Lena? "
" Thank you Mr.... " Lena politely thanked him.
" Shen" he corrected her. On that day lena brought five pounds of Strawberries no matter how high was the price. Old Shen was taken a back when she tells him how much she needs.
[ Years have passed away Gibbs and I still laugh whenever we remember that expression of his face when you told him how much you needed.]
" Do you really like real Strawberries or plants?" Old Shen probably knew your answer already but wants to confirm it.
[ by now, I know that he knew your answer already. I can see this with my eyes closed, crystal clear the hope that shines in his eyes as you answer him. And your answer I can still hear it clearly. ]
"Master Shen! I have always like the natural and non hybrid plants."
As the words you spoke left your mouth. I can hear the happiness in your voice and see it on your face. Back then we were so pure and naive. Especially you Lena AyaBurg back then you were so pure and naive more then us, that I have always compared you to spring. To me you have always be my spring.