Coming back to life
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Her face discoloured when I asked her to forget her love. I knew that she would not listen; still I tried again, "Comeback to school. Be that girl who was crazy for mathematics and sports; not the one who is crazy for a boy," A solemn silence was between us. She turned her eyes away toward the birds flying above the sky. I knew that my sarcasm hurted her again. Slowly, her face was losing hopes. She was losing herself into the world which was totally unknown to me. She would have been playing with kids or teasing her brother if she had not fallen in love. She would try to beat me in algebra or we would play on poker on computer. She lost herself. She lost her cheerfullness. " She does not eat properly ," said her mother worriedly ,"She does not talk much now," her eyes had fear of losing her ,"Try to talk to her and ask her to join school again," Her mother asked me to take her back to the tracks of life. Now, it seems that her witchy word was spell-casting me. Suddenly, she came near to me and whispered into my ears," Nayassa, fall in love...it's a immense and luscious feeling...."