Part 1

She plunged into her memoirs.. Memoirs are the best manure to evoke creativity. Again the cool breeze kissed her forehead. "Aapki nazron ne samjha... "
Her neighbour girl is practicing the song for reality show.. She heard it for many times in her life.. Somehow, that day, she remembered the one who send this song to hear it for the ist time, the one who introduced her to the world of swaras and ragas... The one who read her poems with curious eyes.. The one who infuriated her for being so timid
And indecisive..the one who taught her the gospels of life...atlast,the one who had gone away from her as she couldn't give what he had deserved in her life ... Her brownshaded eyes pushed away the ocean of tears that she had preserved it for long time.