Story file is at every wall corner,
Few spoke, few wrote,
And few ignored like sneezing!
Fly, lets fly up in sky,
Fly, like a bird of heaven,
so that you never have to tell,
Salty drops flowed through cheek!
it's late, late to pray,
Like a doorbell,Hope buzz in heart,
to open next story cover!

- नेमीशरण्या