Issac writes

My sister missed her school bus that day, I took my bike out and dropped her to school. Since it was a monsoon morning, it was quite refreshing to feel the water droplets hanging around as I rode my bike. The air around was a bit foggy making the atmosphere around quite mysterious, and to go back home in this sexy weather would have been an insult to Mother Nature. So I decided to strawl around and let Mother Nature reveal it’s mystery to me. I don’t know why but I took my bike to that old park where we used to meet during those afternoon hours during our good old days when we were together madly in love with each other. She would come here after her classes got over and I would come after my dance practice got over.  That’s how we used to meet. Just outside the gate, she would always wait for me sitting on her activa listening to songs, i would always be late by around 10-15 minutes. She would fake some angry expressions and threaten me that she is going back , I would promi