EXILE

~CHAPTER-1 ~

~ BOY NEXT TERRACE ~

~[Part-1]~

Sometimes some things is not in our hands. We can love but if it's not in our stars we can't write the story.

Month of July. Raining outside all day. Sun its almost set in the west behind all those busy buildings. Its still raining slowly , cold wind blows up Meera's dark brown hair. Her eyes are astonished by the view. What a sight for sore eyes. She starts playing songs after drinking her last drops of coffee. The book is almost finish. She is reading the last pages when she hear a tune of music as someone is playing guitar. She look through the windows to find who is playing. Then her dark brown eyes like two drops of coffee in a cloud of milk fall on a boy with wave hair ,black t-shirt playing guitar next terrace. she stares at him with the brightness of last rays of sun as there is no current in her locality. The tune is so mesmerizing. She keep listening as it was all dark outside so do her room. The boy left from there as soon as the rain starts again heavily. Meera went to find some candles to light up the room by closing up the window.

Under the calm light of candle, Meera is reading her book. But she couldn't concentrate as all she was thinking about that boy in the terrace. she tried to recognized his face but she couldn't as she didn't saw him clearly. But she remembered one thing clearly , the tune he was playing on guitar. She was humming the tune all night to sleep. All she was thinking about the boy next terrace.