The time is twenty-five of Fagun.
Sudden rain! It has been raining since last night. Tup-tap-tup-tup-tup ... a procession of endless words. It seems that someone is playing the piano continuously inside his head, he is not taking the name of stopping the tune! The youngest members of the rain have also come together through the gaps in the closed windows, what an excitement they are! It's as if their fairness is sitting all over my body!
--- In a half-broken sleep, these happy thoughts seem to have poured water at the beginning of Ayushi's mischief! Her eyes are still closed, her ears are alert. The brain is fairly active, but lazy. All in all, he has a strange feeling! With his eyes closed, he crouched down on the bed in the position of a lotus position, then extended his hand and took out a notebook and pencil from the side desk. This time he will draw the face of feeling !! It must be very nice to see the feeling, when the feeling is so satisfying !!
Well, does the feeling have to look like that ?! Ayusi was overwhelmed with happiness mixed with shame. She is still ashamed to think that she is so beautiful.
How are the eyes of feeling !? Round, or stretched, O-eye dark petals are understood !? Nilakshi she? Or brown eyes? Or his black eyes like hers !? Will be enchanted to see? Or serious and heavy, quite angry angry ?! Can he read the language of the eyes properly? Or just want an explanation like him !?
Ayusi can not think! What a difficult father! What does he look like, he thinks, his mind is getting jammed !! She is showing such a feeling that she is more beautiful than her-Empress !!
There was a knock on the door .... What, Ayusi, did you get up, mother? You have to get out again. Silence again after a while. Mom is probably gone. As soon as the words reached his ears, Sambit came back, quickly turned his eyes around, no one could hear him! He muttered so long alone like crazy !! What an act !! Whether he sat down to build an idol of feeling or not !?
Suddenly I remembered his rain. He didn't even write 'good morning' to her today !!
Aye devil! Did you wake up?
... Ayushi didn't even send the message. His hands became stiff, as if someone in his chest was wielding a hammer and sickle in a very awkward manner. It seemed to him that there was no sky above his head, the ground beneath his feet was lost at last, as if he were floating in the air like a feather !! The soft light of the morning is all around, but it is as if a strange giant is blocking the darkness to Ayusi !!
Alas, the rain phone has been lying next to his pillow for a year now !! Who will see, who will get this message ?! When did his man become a resident of Mrtyupuri with a handful of dreams and a heart full of tears !! An accident, the veil of a chapter !!
The pages of the new diary are flipping through the air one by one, fast! However, Ayusi still seems to be in the old diary!
Today is Fagun's 25th birthday. There is no greater sorrow in the world than to close the doors and windows of a room and celebrate the birthday of a dead person in secret.
'How many candles should I buy this time?' Ayusi looks at the rain phone and thinks ...How are the eyes of feeling !? Round, or stretched, O-eye dark petals are understood !? Nilakshi she? Or brown eyes? Or his black eyes like hers !? Will be enchanted to see? Or serious and heavy, quite angry angry ?! Can he read the language of the eyes properly? Or just want an explanation like him !?
Ayusi can not think! What a difficult father! What does he look like, he thinks, his mind is getting jammed !! She is showing such a feeling that she is more beautiful than her-Empress !!
There was a knock on the door .... What, Ayusi, did you get up, mother? You have to get out again. Silence again after a while. Mom is probably gone. As soon as the words reached his ears, Sambit came back, quickly turned his eyes around, no one could hear him! He muttered so long alone like crazy !! What an act !! Whether he sat down to build an idol of feeling or not !?
Suddenly I remembered his rain. He didn't even write 'good morning' to her today !!
Aye devil! Did you wake up?
... Ayushi didn't even send the message. His hands became stiff, as if someone in his chest was wielding a hammer and sickle in a very awkward manner. It seemed to him that there was no sky above his head, the ground beneath his feet was lost at last, as if he were floating in the air like a feather !! The soft light of the morning is all around, but it is as if a strange giant is blocking the darkness to Ayusi !!
Alas, the rain phone has been lying next to his pillow for a year now !! Who will see, who will get this message ?! When did his man become a resident of Mrtyupuri with a handful of dreams and a heart full of tears !! An accident, the veil of a chapter !!
The pages of the new diary are flipping through the air one by one, fast! However, Ayusi still seems to be in the old diary!
Today is Fagun's 25th birthday. There is no greater sorrow in the world than to close the doors and windows of a room and celebrate the birthday of a dead person in secret.
'How many candles should I buy this time?' Ayusi looks at the rain phone and thinks ...
Thanks.
