Chariot walks!

Sheetal looked around in merriment. She had got admission into the course of her choice. She kept wondering for days and nights over why she had wanted more out of her life. The girl with dreams, did pray to her God; to grant her strength and dreamt of getting into a college that came daily on her way; while she was visiting the city's hub. At times, shopping stationary and at the other times, few textbooks. From childhood she had heard that getting into that college was to get decent marks. Now that she had been admitted to that college, she wished to get admission into a college of greater esteem. Then she murmured, is getting name and fame, the only basis of life? She still tried, to get the other college as it was bestowed with a greater reputation. Sheetal anyhow couldn't get into the other college and kept studying in the college that remained her dream from childhood only to be answered when she finally grew up.
In the beginning, the days were very soft in the essence of the word. Softness rolled all over and she got love and affection of the teachers. Sooner, Sheetal was apple of everyone's eyes. Boys stared at her and she smiled back with grace and charm of a young woman. She had known that youth was the step into the real world. In fewer days, she felt inclination towards a boy in the class named Saumya; who studied the least. But he was honest to the core.
Both of them talked while they walked through the courtyards, to the play fields. Love resounded as the friendship faded its taste. Different emotions calligraphed and they felt closer to one another in the residual of the passing time.
Sheetal uttered her likeness towards him one day; "When I see you in the morning, my mood sets upon. I want to come closer to you. While looking at you, I am closer to you. I keep thinking of you and with that I sleep and I wake up with the same freshness. Life wasn't like this ever before. Your forthcoming to my life brought back the actual me. The me, that was hidden, I met myself."
He replied very generously; "When I look at you, I feel like embracing your charm with my dreams. You are a flower, the one that flourishes and doesn't dwarf, but rises with more glitter every other day. The spark in your eyes, reverberates in my heart the call of love for you.."
They had known that it was love. The world had given them a chance to be together. They could feel the winds that passed, the rain that fell; at times drizzling, at times unceasing downpour. The reliance that accustomed on either of the soul, embarked a journey of comfort they shared. The priceless moments brought to them the meanings of their lives. Saumya, expressed his thoughts and definition of love, "Love makes you free of the worldly problems and lets you live every moment with a meaning behind it."
Sheetal had felt that it was for good that things happened. She thanked the Almighty spirits that occurred to her; those vibrations of love. She felt great joy on knowing, that she had got into the college to meet her love.
The two souls connected with the rhythm of day and night. Clouds in the greyish skies could bring to them imaginations; the moonlit skies could glorify the silence with memories of each other.
Life was special, they felt its' composure in the play fields they walked; the courtyards they passed in bliss and merriment..
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