Talk often

Sitting on this boat Varun was swinging was legs across the cold water. He was gazing continuously at the endless water till the point where the skyline met the sea. Small-Small fishes and other insects were playing around his legs, tickling as he slowly moved his legs. May be they have sensed a friend in Varun. Birds flew across the sun, boats which were busy catching fishes were so far away that they hardly appeared moving. Chirping of birds coming from somewhere… All this seemed to take away this tensed, always thinking something kind of Varun into an another world, maybe into Imagination…

As the cold breeze flew across his ears towards his neck and cheeks, As the fishes played below his legs, tickling him… A shiver went through him. He pulled his arms closer to himself, hugged himself tight and as he rubbed his cheeks over his velvet collared jacket. Suddenly he felt his fast heartbeats travelling throughout his body. This was exactly the time, Varun started thinking of Shweta. Breathing heavily he lifted his face and a drop of tear fell from his eyes into the water, right above the fishes as he gazed through the water to the point where the skyline met the sea. He felt himself shivering, a painful memory started to rise within. Just like every other time, he closed his eyes and started tying to recall his memories, and never miss a moment…

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