BY - BISHAL PAUL
I miss those days to come after you when my college was over , only to see that smile on your face . The streets that we had walked together now seems to be a normal one and the days without you had made me realised the true nature of the environment. The paintings that I had made for you seems to be unreal as I am unable to find nothing in it anymore .
Those three words that you told me in your language was hard to understand but soon I figured it out at the end of the day. After saying it to you in your own language made you smile again . It was the starting of the spring season and it was also the time when we had started the journey together. Those days to drop you at home and also to wait for the next day was the hardest part of my time. Time went on like the flow of wind and the time for that spring season was at the end of its peak.
Soon the autumn season started and things tried to fall apart . The consequences was that life became too silence which was just like the dark forests without a bit of noise . And the environment was too harsh as it was the season of break ends .
I wish the spring season would never had ended .....
