I stood on my tiptoes to see the scene going on at the front, I didn’t want to miss the drama but there were so many heads that it was impossible for me to see through. I walked to the corner and stood on a chair...because ‘Why should I miss the most beautifully written scene of the book by acting as a sophisticated lady.’
Hah! Finally, I saw his well-combed hair as he walked through the crowd of people. My gaze followed him as he moved and closened up to a lady...She was the one in the photograph. My gaze narrowed down to her automatically. I saw her face, she looked like...me, The older version of me. I didn’t want to believe it but it was true…
The crowd circled around them and they were no longer visible. I was left in a daze still thinking about the woman when the music of the hall
