Thud... thud...

Seemed like my heart may pierce out of my skin, it was pounding. I had not been able to sleep for past few nights. Twirling in my bed, keeping pillow on the face, and somehow attempting to sleep; but was not getting any sleep and the night... it seemed never ending.

I opened my eyes and kept staring at the ceiling, gazing at all animated characters created by the light peeping through the window.Confused, I was. Whether I wanted the night to end, or not.

Last few days had been hectic, packing all the stuff and ensuring that everything was packed with due care. We were moving to another city. In our long stay in the city, my father had accumulated a lot of stuff to be carried along. But every time, in mid of all the chaos, and packing work; and in all urgency and amidst all the life around, my ear used to look for just one voice. It could even notice the footsteps, not all but just one.
Ah ... what a voice. A gentle breeze, a blue sky with tinges of white clouds scattered around, a thousand bells ringing sweetly ... is it heaven ? Oh yes, I felt the same whenever her voice trickled down my ears and that day my heart was looking for the same voice.

A honking bike goes whizzing past my window interrupting my stroll down the memory lane.