It was a rainy day I saw her for the first time. I was standing near the college canteen at once. She came running through the yard and entered the corridor. She was very beautiful. She was wiping the rain drops using her cloths. I felt she was an angel came from cloud number nine.......
It was on a rainy day, I approached her and conveyed my love. But she walked away without uttering anything. The rain was stringent then and thunder, lightning and storm accompanied her.......
The next day she came to me and said " I love someone else; I am so sorry".... Still it was raining...but not so strong... like a stream of tears flowing down through my cheeks......
