“Can you tell me the way to the heaven , please?”

A soft voice almost whispering into my ears, asked me.

I was starled for a few moments. I didn’t reply, rather kept looking at the strange girl for a few more seconds.

A girl , who was flourishing like the cherry in spring, standing at a meter distance from me wearing a long brown coat with a Jack’s cap on her golden hair & the hair, being nurtured by the wind, made the scenario more cinematic.

“Hey Mr.! Are you hearing me?”...