It was a rainy day. People thronged the graveyard holding umbrellas in their hands and wearing black depicting sorrow. The priest started chanting the prayers and prayed that the departed soul would rest in peace. And a beautiful soul was buried deep down the soil. He stood beside her coffin,all wet without shedding a drop of tear. His brother was worried seeing his reaction. Neither was he crying nor was he talking to anyone...just staring at the coffin with a light of hope in his eyes that his lady love would resurrect to eternity. The proceedings were over and the crowd began to disperse whispering among themselves about the bad luck that has befallen the family. He was left all alone...still wet from the rain. He loved to get wet in the rain because the raindrops hid his tears. It was noon and the rain had stopped. He headed back home.
He entered his house only to find himself to be all alone in this vast,magnificent world of his.
He headed straight to his room,poured himself a glass of wine,sat down on his armchair,closed his eyes and started reminiscing those beautiful moments spent with her.

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