Rose

Walking aimlessly on the fallen leaves in her garden, Shruti, was in deep thought.

Wind was rustling sweet melodies... Leaves danced in the air before falling at her feet. New leaves and flowers peeked behind the stems. Birds chirped gaily fluttering their wings.

Soft brown tereses danced with the wind.. they reached her mid back like a veil .. her matching eyes twinkled with first love sensations... 

She was an introvert and thought no one really cared.. but she was wrong.. the most handsome boy in her batch approached her and said she had the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen.

With this he handed her a White Rose.

Remembering his words she blushed again.

Her light blue duppata swirled with the smooth wind entangling her hair. With a gentle move she brushes aside  the wild strands which captured her face.

Ahaa... What a beauty she spots.. on the rose wine there was a single Pink flower.. smiling at her, saying as if 'see my colour is matching your mood.. my fragrance is enhancing your emotions'

She smiled at the rose as if it was the love of her life..

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