MY SHORT STORY IV
WHEN THEY MET... It was a day after his 23rd birthday. He stepped onto the balcony of his room, spread the yoga mat and sat there to meditate. This was Jason's evening routine. But today something new transpired. He saw a girl in the bungalow facing him. She seemed to be of the same age as his. He had never seen such a beautiful girl before in their locality. Her hair were midnight-black which tumbled over her shoulders. She had a lovely face with a dainty nose. She must be Mrs. Anderson’s granddaughter, he thought. She was there watering the plants on the terrace of the bungalow. He was in seventh heaven after seeing her, and eventually his evening routine changed. Everyday at 5.30 Jason used to come to his balcony for meditation and the girl to her terrace to water the plants. This went on for a week. Ever...