It was a cloudy day and the reddish clouds were all over the sky. The fresh breeze was breezing and it seems like it is going to rain any moment. It was a blessing as the weather was getting really hot these days. It was the mid of April and summers are coming in full […]
As the drink of sinners begins to take its effect on me, I cannot help but wonder, whether both of these worlds are so different from each other or not! If my life had been spent in a perfectly Utopian world, maybe I would not have gone through the abyss I have in my true journey. Maybe my mother would not have deserted my old man, an unemployed twenty something, with a two-year-old to raise.
But I’ll never forget those stupid jokes and silly promises as long as those three stars shine, and I know neither will she and even if there is a sea between us, we will always be
with each other, laughing at those stupid jokes and remembering those silly promises.