It’s not always about the destination, sometimes it’s about the journey too and if the latter is beautiful, the end automatically becomes exquisite. The life is like the big fat book which just goes on and on, and at times even after you die. You go about a lot of journeys, some are short and some are long. For her, that one passing phase was with him. It was no special thing between them still the time always seemed refreshing. There was this bond she felt with him and always looked forward for that little time together. He was not that handsome to fall for; he was no less either because his heart was gold. The pure soul having the cutest smile. Cheesy in his own charm and a pompous too. There was a comfort in his presence and warmth in his touch. She couldn’t have asked for more, and never did she really wish to change the way. Positive vibes used to flow like current around him, maybe he was all she wanted look for when she was disturbed. Not because he was the solution, he just helped her somehow to fight with the head up.
In life, you meet some people and you like them with no such reason and just feel good around them even if they ignore or you, yourself bypass. He was one of them, but the attachment remains the same, the fragrance of the fellowship remains the same.
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