On the stems of the memories there are innumerable flowers of past which has started giving out its mesmerising fragrance.
Some unsaid and unheard wish which is still partly in sleep has started rubbing its eyes and it sees that flowing like a river, life is new in its every wave.
Remembering that some one once said that on the lap of life there is never ending love and there is also a long wait for someone too.
And it waves off by the silent feeling that on barren land of someones heart soon there is gonna be a rain of love. :) :)