The Spark In The Train
The air of uncertainties and the doubts in which I was breathing happily felt fresh and flowery. I was only looking at the beauty of the roses, ignoring the presence of the thrones completely. I wasn’t sure whether I want him or not, whether he was right or wrong, whether he will stay or leave but one thing was sure that I liked his company. He turned my smile into laughter, my anger into a rosy blush and my complex problems into some small trivial issues. How could someone not like a person like that? How could I not enjoy his presence around me? I wasn’t sure whether I was trailing on the right path or was I just floating on temporary clouds that would vanish with the harsh sunshine of the life. I wasn’t sure whether I was strolling in the garden or just digging a pit hole for myself again to fall down. The air of uncertainties and the doubts in which I was breathing happily felt fresh and flowery. I was only looking at the beauty of the roses, ignoring th...