
the was failing for three days straight,
arif a 9 years old boy soak and shivering Finally saw a home, mint-green house with a golden paper lantern on the porch. the village was dark quite in a way it never was before.
he hesitant for a moment,, than reach out knock at the door,, he donโt know where else to go.
inside the house was warm, a Young women was already pouring tea on a small cup,, she was pretty in a quite way, her Hair pull back in a little messy bun. she Didn't said anything nor did arif, she just push the tea cup toward him and draped a blanket over his shoulder. no one said anything for a while. after a while,,
"Mira " she said softly pointing a finger to herself.
Arif just nodded still couldnโt speak yet.his boat was tipped. his father is still on that boat.he donโt know how his father is. he just sit there watch the rain hammering on the house window,, the river was quite aggressive.
as the fourth day first dawn broke the rain has slowed down.
his father came back safe. the Man was in his early thirties, hand cluster from hard labour work. he looked at Mira, his eyes meet her and for a moment he look like he is at a loss. than he nodded and took his son's hand. as they turn to leave Mira whispered to arif softly " you can whenever you feel like, always "
arif remain silent just nodded than he turn walk down the clean small path of the house, Mira stand there watching them go.
Arif came for years, the light always stay the warmth never left.
As Years pass, Mira grows tired a Young girl name Sonam learn to keep the light on.

