12:03 pm**
'water drop sound'
Whistles*
One Sunday shyam was passing his time in a shade of a roof on the way to nowhere.
He liked drawing so much and so he was drawing when suddenly a girl came running from the rain towards him.
Though the rain was falling heavily he was surprised someone is still outside. She quickly got a towel out of her bag and started drying herself.
But it seemed she had not felt the presence of someone else being their.
Well, atleast not yet. After drying herself she had down on the bench and only then did she realised someone was staring at her.
she looked at shyam but by then shyam had already moved his focus towards the drawing.
Moments later the rain got more intense as though it would not let anyone go through it. A challenge to the people indeed.
Almost an hour later while shyam was deep into his drawing completely unaware of the outside World. That girl got behind shyam to have a look at what he was drawing.
Though shyam was deep in his thoughts but his instict got to work and closed the notebook faster than the light speed. He looked up at that girl with a mixed impression and emotions of.
* What is she thinking? Looking at people's drawings without permission! "
Though he wanted to hold that thought to himself, but when he looked at the girls face he could not resist himself from saying it.
" What do you think you are doing? !
You should not look at people's drawings like that without permission! "
He said trying to sound as strict as possible. But it seemed that girl was nowhere to be understood.
She stared at him like a dog does to it's owner.
She said..
" Aren't drawings made so that people can see it and enjoy it ? "
She said with a cute and calm voice, as though shyam's shouting did not effect her at all.
Her face was so cute and beautiful shyam's heart just calmed down itself.
He took his drawing notebook opened that same page he was drawing on and said something to raitha with a calm voice this time.
" Yes, yes they are. But that's when the drawer wants his drawings to be seen. If the drawer does not want his drawings to be seen by others or by he himself. Nobody, nobody in the world has the right to do so."
Though he said it with a calm and quintfull voice tone. His words did the magic itself. Turning a normal speach to a another level of quote.
The girl sat down on the bench again. She took a deep breath and said..
" I am raitha you? "
To that shyam told her his name. Though he thought they would naver been which is why it was okay to tell her his name.
After that they both talked about paintings about the rain and their intrests. Though they did not know each other, or so they thought. And yet they talked about things they would not say even to their friends.
Just with the thought they would naver meet again!
And yet, and yet they met again, And again, And again.
They used to meet everyday when it rains, almost everyday to be spasafic.
They would talk about manyany things...
but their favourite topic was always about paintings.
They would spend hours drawing anything they saw.
But soon rainy season takes its leave.
Soon they stopped coming to that place, soon they stopped meeting each other. Though both shyam and raitha knew this day would come, Sometime..
It still hurts to be separated from the person you have spent time talking about your interests.
Yes, yes they both have friends who they share stories with. But somehow, or rather for some reason those friends don't seem so special.
But they were spacial for each other. For some reason raitha nor shyam would not hesitate to say anything to each other. Even though their friendship ( relationship? ) was not even for more than five months yet, yet they seem more togather than they are with their other friends.
Which quickly made them realise, they were in love to each other. But now, now it's too late. Now they could only regrat not sharing each other's contact nor locations.
Both raitha and shyam did not know where raitha or shyam lives. And thus they also did not know if fate will make them be together again.
An year passed, though it went as quick or slow as it does every year, it still felt like more than a hundrad years to them both.
Soon the rainy season took place, again. Again another year.
When shyam saw the rain's first drop. His heart felt a wave of unknown emotions. For some reason he started running towards that same place where he has shared a lot of memories together.
Soon he reached that place, but there was nonone. Noone except ---- ( RAITHA ? )
WRITTEN BY [ NOOBSUPER2648 ]