Chapter 7: Fluttering Flies
मालूम नहीं था कुछ इस तरह तुम्हारा जाना होगा, कश्ती में सामान समेठ कर इस तरह निकलना होगा, वो पल हमेशा आँखों में समाना चाहता है, ये दिल फिरसे तुम्हारे पास आना चाहता है। That was a long break but was mandatory, wait did you missed the last stop... Oh ho! Go visit the station before, so that journey will flow without any flaw. Am waiting... So the horn blows and off we go on our to next station, which can might remind you of your days when those eyes first blinked after seeing you. The Casanova feeling about your first remarkable essence of love plunges your soul into the swimming pool of misunderstandings. Momo was very well prepared to meet her new admirer, wait do you know who momo is? Momo is the worded endearment for Amyra and so he named his diary as Momo, when at first i saw it, the glance showered an aroma of blissful tea fluttering in the gardens of Assam. The fresh pages reminded me of landless clouds, the letters dancing reminded me of ants marching, it was all arranged mag...