I was critical. Twice got admitted. My reports were normal. But I was ill.
One day...
I was sitting on the platform waiting for the train...
I saw a lady smiling at me.
First I smiled, then felt to ignore her.
She came and sat beside me. Her vibe was so high that I felt I m sitting next to some Goddess.
"My dear, Love is the purist thing in the world. Your heart has that purity. Don't loose it. Feel it make it as a weapon..."
Hm? I looked at her... Her saffron saree, rudraksha beads on her neck, her red big bindi of Kumkum, her skin was so radiant, her eyes held me... I felt to cry. I cried like a baby. I put my head on her lap and slept.

I jumped up and saw her still sitting and smiling. Oh God... I'm still here. My mind said. My local came and went. I was about to take local of 12pm..and it's now 4 pm.
I looked at her, I checked my bag to make sure my money bag.

She smiled at me. And said in her soft tone,"You slept after a long time dear. ComeSit here." she...