Last journey….

Layda and i started our journey . we took the sea route since the place is under developed.our yacht was so big and beautiful. I was sitting in the cabin and was memorising our childhood☺.

Gurudagaua a beautiful village with its never ending fragrance of wild jasmines, were i am from. It was a fine morning, i was woken by dad screaming,” i heard they are really good, we should meet them.” That evening we went to our neighbouring house.we were welcomed by an old uncle who was with a pretty good looking girl.👧🏻

She asked my name, me being shy and nervous , trembled and said ,”Edward, and what’s yours”. She giggled and said,”Layda”