Nily and her Childhood



Nily and Niah had gone to their maternal village for holidays. The beautiful village had a stream of water on the east and a river on west. During rainy season the reckless music of waters fills the whole village. 

Nily had love for windows since childhood. She always chose the room where nobody sleeps, so that she could look outside the window during night. She used to wake up for hours. The golden light of yellowish electric bulb on the outer wall of her room illuminated the water droplets on grass and surrounded by the moths. She loved how the fireflies came inside her dark room through the little hole in window's net. She had enjoyed the music of night birds and insects, the fragrance of night flowers. She used to laugh with rain and chat with moon. Moon sometime played hide and seek  with clouds and Nily used to say in her mind, "Now moon! hide!, oh! Moon come outside". The moon sometimes acknowledged her commands and sometimes not. But she firmly believed that moon used to listen her. She shared lot of secrets with moon from how much she hated her teacher at school for being partial to how she sometimes wished to fly and wanted pair of shoes which would make her fly from one place to another. Thinking about different topics, she didn't realize when she fall asleep and when she woke up she usually find her sister Niah sleeping besides her. 

The things are not same now. Nily and Niah haven't gone there for a long time. They're grown up. Relationships have changed with time, people have gone far, busy in their personal lives. 

But Nily is a dreamer. In the late hours of night when everybody sleep, she sometimes dreams about going back to her childhood and to sleep alone in that room, to chat with old moon and to find out Niah sleeping by her side. 

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  2. Dreamland 💯💖

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  3. Really nice nidhi.....I was not knowing you were such a good writer.Instead of science you should have gone for literature.

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    1. After tenth, we all thought of only two options, medical or non-medical... I'm glad you liked this small piece. Thank you Bakshi ❤

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