"If you could understand my language, I'd sing this to you everytime," I looked at his eyes. "𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢, 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐧. 𝐈𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐪, 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐡𝐮. 𝐌𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐤𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐞, 𝐢𝐧𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐮."...
"Well, cheer up. Because I don't think people in The Marot's would like a angry girl as their new coworker." I reveal the big news to her, that she was accepted in her dream company.
She literally screamed.
She had always dreamt of becoming a fashion designer, and had been working to achieve that goal.
I smiled, but it didn't reach my eyes.
I wonder why, I should be happy.
Almost a day later, the uber car reaches the highway close to the home Ishu - Nisha - and I live in, with the people I lived for two years, except for our house in the city.
I leaned back on the seat after an hour of virtual meetings and as soon as I looked out the window, I saw it.
The magnet land starting to pass.
That area was covered by a awning-like sheet and the cover had been opaque enough for anyone to not see through.
But some time ago, when the highway was usually less crowded, the awning-like sheet was removed.
I had gone in it once, but cannot really remember how it was because my eyes were filled with tears. This was because I was writing a letter to my parents, and flew the letter, hoping it would reach them wherever they were.
Since I moved out, I have only seen this land four times and been in it once.
All the times, it was beautiful.
But this time, it was glorious, gorgeous.
Any word you have to represent beauty.
It looked like someone sprinkled life in every atom of this land.
It looked so captivating, I was hypnotised.
Out of all the four times I had seen this ground, it looked more mesmerizing this time than any other.
