just few feelings.....

It has been almost two years since living alone. He concerntrates over a big portrait photo in his room. Her smiling face and looks over eyes, a special type of light over that portrait. Her smile makes him to smile, a path for thinking positive. He focuses over that portrait as if he has never seen it before. He recalls moments that he started to share moments with her in his dream of architect. A dreamer who is always happy. He never wanted a relationship with her but just a way to talk with her. He was happy for what he did.He doesn’t feel any loss in his life; her presence was everywhere he moved. He started to move towards the balcony and see the garden. He looks over those pretty flowers giving their nocturne to those honeybees. Aside beautiful water pond was there where there were different fishes. They were busy over there world. Each day he gave food to those fishes and also watering flower was his hobby. After that it was his time for a tea and newspaper. This was his daily routine. First to see over portrait of smiling face marking a way to positive things, enjoy the nature’s first fresh air over garden, feed those tiny fish lives, water those greenery plants and flowers, have a cup of tea and read newspaper arming in a chair in the middle of his garden. He was happy with his life and forever he wanted to live like this from his childhood. His family members were far away in the eastern part of tropical region. He was living in the crowded city of life and had a successful carrier.
He never changed. From his childhood only he was looking for his dream. He was one of the best students in his school life. Study was only not his part of life, art was his passion, games were his hobbies and nature was his best friend from his early days only. There was a river flowing from the higher hilly region and used to move in a peaceful manner over the middle of forest near his school. It was a village where he learned to read and write. But he was quite lazy at his school days. Mostly he was having great interest over games, art, and nature. After school he used to love to travel through the bay of river rather than shortest route to his home. Hanging bag over tree and diving over the river was the most things he liked to do. He used to listen to music of those winds over that forest and used to dance in the way to celebrate. He was just a child. He was never afraid of animals over jungle instead used to love to travel over those dense forests. Birds were his friend and he used to call them in their language. He used to sing like those animals and used to ask them to sing a song for his loving mother land. It was he who believed that he was born to survive to having an interaction with nature. He used to play with water, birds and animals. He gave the names to animals who were his friends. He used to reach home at night and due to this he used to be scolded at home. But he used to help his parents so that they used to love them. They never knew why he was late at home