“I found a red scarf entangled in the trees here, in my cadet days. Taking it to its rightful owner, who was driving a few feet ahead, changed my life.”
“So, you met your love here?”, my eyes twinkled with affection, as I looked at the man with snowy hair.
“Yes. I come here so often, as her spirit resides in those clouds. When it rains, I will be drenched in her love…..”
My smile shrunk as I realized that he had lost her, but he continued dreamily…
“I am so grateful for my age. Skin loses elasticity, and does not bounce back as fast. So, it retains touch for a longer time. It is about to rain…..”
Yes. Skin and memory both remain in the same slots for long, but help one to live as long as the impressions are pleasant. I walked away, a wiser person for life.
(150 words)
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“Live As long as impressions are pleasant”
Oh my god, just loved it
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