SNOW.

I saw a girl. A girl so calm and beautiful. Her beauty was no ordinary. She was much beyond that. Like the Cinderella from the fairy world. Over the glittering lights her magic created a different yet mystified aura.

I was sitting in a library and then she came; the silence was even more silent ; I loved the silence though. She was wearing a pretty yellow dress with floral prints on it. Who could she probably be? I had this very first question after analysing her fully.

She took one novel from the 'love stories' pile.
She sat in a corner without having a word exchanged with any of the people in there.

I had always been in the library and had known all the pretty secrets of it. What the walls hide are all under my notice.
She was someone different and that made me more and more curious in knowing about her.
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The following days went with no hints. The mystery yet unsolved continued...
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The day was bright. Bright as not the ordinary bright. The air had some sort of magic in it. The sort that gives us relief and pleasure.
There came a guy, very well dressed, sunglasses with those biceps. Fact came true - people say a well dressed man looks more charming and attractive than a shirtless hulk. That's true! Oh god! That day!

I could not except the fact that the boy came straight to the library. I was sitting there, as usual doing more of observation than reading!

The man looked more like he would enter a club with girls around but rather he chose to come and sit in a corner, another corner reading about some sorts...like history and all.

I was struck between history and love!
Me reading poetries. Poems and quotes create magic and I could feel that.
War, rhythms and love...all in the same room. Same closed and packed space.

I being a person with a good sense of sensing chemistry or commonly what people refer it as chemical reaction with lots of reactions!

Slowly slowly and bit by bit these small things became a time of mine everyday in there; in the library.
Days went with them glancing at one another. Stealing eyes.
Few days later I caught them staring each other .
The girl had finish her novel and had started reading another one from the 'mystery' section.
If she could read minds, mine was a book in itself. I had a whole lot of mystery in my head.

Oh That day!
So finally smiles were exchanged though under conditions, but at last!
Some books landed on Mr....oops! I don't know his name!
Okay so, some books fell on him and thus he helped her pick them. That's sweet.

To my notice words were exchanged as well.
One day she came and talked to me. She seemed to be just too overwhelming. I liked the way she spoke. Her voice was a melody in itself.

They started talking and even his corner was changed.
They did more of talking than reading. Very silent yet constant.

The silence to the book house was a bit disturbed but it didn't bother me as I wanted that what was happening! I had a strong intuition that something's got to happen and see I was right.
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One fair day.
Both of them ended there visit to the beautiful books cave. I waited.
Tick tock...tick tock...tick tock...time went on and on...

Two smiling faces from a distant came towards me and I took no time to recognize them.
They were my beautiful people. Though never had deep talks but had sort of connection internally built.
They came in, touched the walls, smelt the lovely books and hugged each other.
She noticed me glancing at them secretly. She smiled. Coming up to me she said, "This place is amazing isn't it? "
"Of course it is. It makes me feel as if I've been here since ever. Just miraculous!" I passed on a smile as well and then looked towards him.
She continued, "You must have seen love,  separation and lots of other things then. These walls, books must have become your friends!"
Her words made me feel so special and relieved.
"Oh yes! That's super true. I've seen a lot. And yes books and walls...no words. They make up a part of myself." I giggled a little and saw her smile.

The next thing she did was, she whispered in my ears.
"It's time for you to add up a new story. Story of two souls with different thoughts but together.
Yes! We are complete now." Indirectly pointing at him.
I felt very good. Though it was evening with the sun setting majestically; I felt sort of warmth right there. In the small space. A kind of affection that her words gave were peaceful and keeping up to the silence.

She turned to look at him and hands in hands went, with lovely smiles on their face.
I smiled as well.

They created a wonderful space in the list of stories in my head and also a deep one in my heart.
They created a love - history duo which will forever be remembered.

Dear readers,
Please observe small small things happening around; you never know when love will knock your doors and create history in itself!
Experience love.
Spread love.