The flowers seemed open and bloomed, leaves were fresh and the climate was overwhelming. Just got a quick bath of drizzles from the sky, the environment was cool and brisk.
She came climbing many stairs up to the hill-tree where I was waiting for her. Passively, looking towards the horizon and some small pieces of clouds spreading into the farthest of the vision. “Pokhara is a lovely place. Isn’t it?” she conjointly held my hand and spoke with a long sheuuu…. I smiled, pulled her closure and said “And so is this girl living in Pokhara”.
We were climbing up in the hill of Sharankot with our hands together. It was late afternoon but felt as if morning due to the freshness of the climate. After fifteen minutes of walk we saw the tree of Golden Himalayan Raspberry which I liked the most. She picked up the raspberry and gave a handful to me. At a gallop, I finished it as if I was waiting to eat the same for years. She smiled looking at me and I was like ‘What?’
Raspberry was sweet, like her smile! Uncontaminated and Saccharine! We then began to climb up to the top of the hill. With our hands clasped, it was delightful moment to remember. When we reached at the top, it felt more pleasant. The air was fanning with a smell of something really good! Flowery and Spesh! We sat in the traveler’s bench and began to talk about our future plans! As she was talking, suddenly our eyes met. At a gallop we became closure enough that I could feel her breathing. Her lips were at no distant, I forwarded mine near to hers. Our lips were about to meet but suddenly a striking sound on the head buzzed up!
Oh god! It was 7A.M. and I had to wake up from this pleasant dream!
While I was brushing my teeth I was thinking “Damn ... who was that girl by the way! She was not my girlfriend for sure!... Well don’t joke! You don’t have a girlfriend!”