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A Story...

 

A story… no, not a love story but, a story…

Don’t be sad there won’t be any story without love…

Once upon a time… hmmm… couple of months ago actually… wind blew, flowers blossomed, leaves fell, cloud poured, and two souls meet.

Should we go back little more in the background…

Leave it… Both have different horizon.

Where one was born to those vast giant plains among the sea and the other living among the fountains was still hidden among his beloved mountains.

Nothing was same from culture, tradition, to language… yet so much similar they had in their baggage.

Instantly things were pointed blue… vast like that sky open free to fly… with in those short realms of limits, those initial talks of few minutes…  

Everything was intentional yet nothing was ever mention. A relation, a bond beyond physical yet so strong… its not with everyone… its not for everyone, it was feeling… of emotion…

No efforts where involved, everything was hard as whiskey yet went smooth and quickly…

Where their bond was cherished together, nurtured the unknown gesture which was deep within… which was never revealed yet expressed to one another…

What they had was a world, a tiny little world in which they lived, abided by their own policies… A world which usually dawn in the darkness among the stars and moon by side…

Never close enough, yet too close, where understanding each other even with those saddest laugh… Far away now, yet not far away from the depth of the skies…

They were never among the others; they were between them but never consider by them… why did it mattered? They were away from those worldly notion in their own motion… where their own pictures formed movie which will stay with them till their emotions…

Falling apart… now all what they hold with them are those memories which they collected along they way among those actions… it was a fraction but felt like it was there even before they came together… A bond with unseen strings will exist among them till the eternity…

This is how it ends… where they met but might not meet again… in this story there was action, there were songs, there was sort of dance and above all… the feeling…

That feeling which was, that of care… and above all that of love… love in its purest way…

So, they met… Why? Is still the question for the universe to answer…  

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