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Sometimes in the middle of the work, I see myself sitting up there in the hills with my flicks all over my face. The lyrical winds tell me stories about you. Something which you could never tell; something which the winds perceived; something that is lost in time; something that the universe will always pine. I close my eyes as I listen to your stories. I smile; I smile a little more.I am reminded of the days when you used to wait for me under the realm of this tree and how I used to scare the shit out of you. I remember how you used to sing me a song and the birds would stop chirping as if nature itself was relishing your mellifluous voice. And remember how that one peck of yours would turn me red.Sitting under the deodar trees, we often waited for the day to metamorphose into night so that we could decipher each constellation in the sky.Remember, I once told you about Druva star and how you fell asleep on my shoulders in the middle of the story. The next morning, we went up the hill into the apple orchards while our love echoed in the farthest end of the sky.Remember, how I failed to pluck the apple while you were teasing me with the apple in your hand and we acted like we were Adam and Eve.Remember how you laid down on my lap while I was reading my poetries to you.I never saw a place beautiful than that.I never saw a place beautiful than that may be because it had you and me.I never saw a place as pristine as that.I don't know, I ever will.May be, may be not.© Supriya Rauniar
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