The lake was luminescent and few snow bed on distant peaks shone with an iridescence. Opening the window of a running train, taking a deep breath of fresh air, she took a glance at the beautiful view of the lake. The view from the window was indeed quite refreshing, thus restricting her thoughts about her recently deceased mother and making her drown herself in a new imaginative world.

Shrinking his eyes, he yelled holding his official papers firmly, “Close the window now. The draught is blowing my papers around.”

Feeling the threat in her dad’s strong voice, she immediately shut the window down, without uttering a word back and returned back to her thoughts of her lovable mother.




Miracle 🙂


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