And she disappeared..

I still remember her vivid face. Years have passed since our last contact. Now it might happen that she passes by, and I won't be able to recognise her.



I don't remember our first encounter. Her face was round with chubby chicks. She was a pretty little girl. Her hairs were smooth like silk and became golden when sunrays touched them. I still remember the talks we had. And I never understood what she used to say. But her jolly face turned serious. So quietly I used to listen to her. Days past we became best friends. I shared my worries and happiness. And she never talks about such things. My curiosity leads me to ask her about her family. And it turned out she was an orphan. She used to live in an orphanage which was a lane away from the park. She came to the park to resolve her thoughts.



She was a child with a happy face and teary eyes. That face used to calm me at times, that soul supported me but I didn't have time to resolve her internal conflict. I realised the alone and isolated she was. And so I promised her to be together forever. That day we played, ate, and had long chats. It was fun. And I was busy with my academics. After a week I went to the same park to meet her and she wasn't there. I waited for days but she didn't come. She was gone forever from my life. But still, I hope I visit that park. She may come for me one day. But she is nowhere to be found. She will not return and that's the fact.....