TRANSITION

Walking across a market lane looking at every white wear that came in way, mixing milk before powder in Tea, choosing white ice cream - even straberry paste seemed an adulterant suggested clearly that she has a love for white.

When we headed for mountains, decision was unanimous to build something that reflect purity in that sense. So all the efforts were directed toward one single objective, meeting and having good time during this course.

While making it, we all knew its seasonal and gonna melt , but anticipation of even limited joy was motivating. It came out beautifully, House of snow, drinks not only came with ice it came in ice, everything from chairs to glasses were of ice, all the people who were involved in making it are now experiencing pleasure out of it...it was magical as orange light was spread and all the emotions, moods and feelings are touched upon in this time frame leading to a sneaky warm feeling.

It was white house with blue door, everything seemed so settled.................. people started to enjoy.

Worst part about good things in life that it happen to you at the very end and then time just runs out on you.

Along came a sunny morning, inevitable happened, we all knew about it still there was a strange sinking feeling of being parted from the joy, it was draining at a rapid pace, wanting to get in i rushed towards door, fell it was all dark, when eyes opened i was stuck by an awe as i was trying to enter an illusion, i found myself in middle of cold water channel that was going back to basics, where it want to be........overlooking all the efforts we scarified.

Shivring with cold sweat, i realised, Sometimes people think they lose things when they didn't really lose them, it just get moved, we just cant find them but they still exist in some or other form................

I GUESS SO !!!!!!!! Yes ..... I saw her wearing black last day........isn't it