Tharun blog

               "oh my god"., he cried out aloud. His hands rested on the handrail of his gallery and eyes scanned the premise of his society the premise of his society with deep concern.               "what happened?",. she said joining her  friend . he replied it is just my old memories. She asked what is the old memories about a girl...               yes. "It is about a girl in my school".                I was in the 9th grade. The school had just reopened. After the long summer vacation had ended. we are all were happy to be in school. A few months passed and suddenly the climate season had changed its mood. It is an rainy season. The down pour would hover between mild to moderate rainfall.             Friend interrupted .Stop this nonsense and say about your girl ."How does she looks.?"     ...

 "Sometimes all we need is a fresh start"                                                             I don't know where I m going from here, but I promise it wont boring.                                                                                                                                                                                                 ...