I'm seated in a place somewhere in this arduous world. A pinkish sky with clouds that fitted so well with the sky as though it were made together, and a cool breeze running through my body, with a silence as such I could hear of, was my heart beat alone. And as the time passes, I saw a figure somewhat like a child, with reddish eyes and dark-black hair approaching me with a smile as bright as the sun.

'Mommy ' he called out to me. Of course, that child-like figure was my son, my only son who represents our love. Such a beauty he is, just like his father with those unique eyes and a handsome face. Anybody would have considered them as someone who was made differently and with a lot of care and effort. And with such a beauty they called me the most beautiful person in this world. With a pair of ordinary eyes,unlike them;an ordinary figure unlike other girls ;not very silky hair; with a not very beautiful face which could attract others, would never those words to be true. Though every time had I been around them would make me feel beautiful . "Precious are those who makes you feel loved and beautiful" and indeed they are the most most precious people I will ever have in my life.

...Lost in thoughts I heard someone call out to me.'Mommy are you thinking of daddy again ?'...

As soon as I heard those words the emotions I buried deep down in my heart started to ascend. And with a teary eyes and hoarse voice, forced a smile and replied,' I'm not dear ' with a pause added 'because we'll see him soon' A 5-year old child he was I never thought he could understand my emotions but extraordinary he was just like his father, uttered from his reddish small lips,'I'm always by your side Mommy you can some time share your pain with me' I could think of nothing but to just hug this little handsome boy tightly yet with eyes wide open as though this little figure would vanish into thin air once I closed my eyes . I could feel a small soft hand patting my pate as if he could hear my inner thoughts and said 'Mommy it's okay to rest our poor eyes' I thought for a while and realising his words I replied 'Yes my love,you're right' and laying my eyes to rest, a series of memories started to rush through my mind and I could not help but to immerse myself completely.

Very soon I found myself drowning in the deep ocean of memories and everything that had happened in those past few years- how I met him and how I fall in love with him started to flash through my eyes as though somebody was playing a series of movies for my eyes to watch and my mind to rewind those memories.

~To be continued ~

At the sound of the bell I went inside my classroom only to see some strange figures at the back of the seat. I knew the first one, his name being "Sun" seated with the second most popular girl in our class "Susan". From what I heard they were probably dating each other. They look good together anyways,Susan is pretty and senior Sun is not bad looking and popular among girls.

There were others as well but the one that caught my eye was the one next to senior Sun.He was particularly different from the rest of his peers; un-interested in their talks but still kept waiting for them.He had a tall figure, if I think it clearly he was as twice as tall as me, a reddish eyes and dark-black coloured hair and a very handsome face but with glasses on, only to shadow it's handsome face and those unique eyes of his.

It was the first time in my seventeenth years of life that I took notice of someone as closely as him and also the first time my fragile heart started to alternate it's beat at the sight of that handsome -tall -red eyes senior.

...I kept gazing at him until a deep voice spoke to me 'Are you going to keep staring at me ?' I replied nothing and left for my seat, took one of my notepad and acted like I was writing something. I was badly flushed not because he caught me looking at him but because I heard that hand-some man's voice and felt his breathe on my cheeks when he came closer to deliver those words.The stupid head of mine who knew nothing apart from studies and books for the first time in her life couldn't concentrate in her lessons at all.When I was questioned by the teacher as to why I was not listening that day came up with an excuse for the first time in life that I didn't have much rest yesterday and so I was feeling under the weather; which the teacher took it to be true. I attended my last evening class for the day went straight to my bed recollecting the face. I was totally unaware of what magic that senior had done to me. I started to get curious of who he was,which class he belongs to,his favourite colour and what else! It was only a day that I saw him but he started to occupy a space in my mind....

...After laying on my bed for an hour I sat down in my study table and tried doing some numericals but since nothing went inside my head I gave up on studying that night, settled with only doing the assignments the teacher gave that day and gave in to thoughts which I never thought would be a part of me. I laid my head on the table and his voice started to sound in my ears and very soon I closed my eyes and didn't open until the sun woke me up....

~To be continued ~

Woke up with the thought of him, had my breakfast to the full and greeted my father and sickly mother with a cheerful smile. At that moment I could see the worry in both of their faces. They thought that my sickness was some how affecting me.They; instead of greeting me back with smile greeted me back with tears. I wasn't shock as the reaction was quite expected. Since the day I came to knowledge of my sickness "happiness" was something I couldn't think of in my life. Instead I'm shocked at myself for seeing a ray of light in my life which is full of darkness and ever since I saw that handsome - red-eyes-senior I can't help but to keep on smiling at the thought of him. "I want to change the way I live" that's what I thought to myself and reassured my parents saying that I would want to live a normal life like the others even if it may not be for long and with that carried on with my journey to class.

As I approached the class I felt a tingle which I never felt even if I were to appear my finals. But casting my tingling sensation aside, took a deep breath and entered the class to which I saw the same sight as yesterday though that handsome-red-eyes-senior was dressed neatly as compared to yesterday and the fact that he looked more handsome than yesterday got my heart at sync.I sat on my chair thinking of him when a deep voice which I seemed to have heard before whispered in my ears 'I see, you changed your hairstyle today' . I braided my hair with great pain in the morning to look a little different than usual and I would be lying to say that I was not over the moon to think that he noticed my hair which my other classmates would not notice normally. "I'll put effort on my looks the next time" that's what I thought to myself and replied 'Is it that bad?' He chuckled and said 'If it was, I wouldn't have noticed' and left for the class with his friends. What can I do or say here now but to only feel happy from within. And for the first time I felt a little pretty and the urge to continue living seemed to have increased a little.

I could smell the fresh scent of sandal wood which he left behind and I kept sniffing in, the whole of it until the scent disappeared. After the class was over I tried my best to finish my works as early as possible and pen down everything that happened today.

And with all those few words that he had spoken, buried in my mind and heart; and the scent of his, around me made me but to smile foolishly the whole day until I realised that he was slowly starting to occupy my world.

~To be continued~