prologue

Some Day

How could we

Dare think of creating our world

When we did not have even us,

in the first place?

After so long,

I'm starting to understand

That despite the uncertainties,

With our stuffy hearts gasping for freedom,

We still hoped for such perfect times...

What happened?

Who killed our light?

Keep knowing that,

Despite us no longer dreaming

Hand in hand,

Breath to breath,

In this void you left,

I still believe in us.

Some day.

was that a letter? No! it was more of a poem. Juma laughed lightly, such fine lines of an agonized heart!

To Juma, everything was a dream. a song maybe! He was always on the move, trying to ding all those dreams out, but as the more energy he put to it, the more different dream came out. He had plainly forgotten that dreams would make rise to other dreams, cause energy would neither be destroyed nor created but would only change forms.

In his dreamy mind, Juma didn't think of such things.He was always dreaming and as it was the nature of dreams finally a new dream rose. It was a tempting abd persistent one. He always wished to fulfill even one dream but what he did was to dream more!

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On this particular day when our story Begin or rather when it draws attention and Juma sees it fit to retell it, everything seemed alright and nature seemed to dance to the muse of our lateral composure, moody and jovial, a rather unseeming description

well, juma was walking or rather moving about recklessly on this sunny day. It was windy and the trees were dancing this way and that way leisurely. To all, it seemed to be a good day

although he was moving about, this our boy was lost in thought. It was just yesterday when he had gathered all courage and approached Selina, a beautiful young teen whom he had has a crush on since kindergarten. juma remembered all those responses from Selina. The look on her face and those mocking eyes. He thought of it all and regretted his actions. He always knew he didn't stand a chance, but why now? why did he had to emparrass himself? It was then that he decided never to tell a girl he likes her. Was this a really resolute decision? would he keep it forever?

well, it's his story and the plot can twist in the midst of a thrilling story