Missing Ruchi Mam

Somehow events reminded me of Ruchi mam. She taught us Mathematics in tenth standard. The most humble and polite teacher I have ever seen in my life. She was in a way too sweet to be a teacher. Despite of all the eve teasing and foul comments I hardly ever saw her in anger. She was just as calm as a silent sea.

In Remorse

Ahh its a deep melancholy. I woke up with a call from friend and came to know about the death of my close friend's [Isha's] father's death. It was too shocking. We all went at her place and it was so tragic. I could feel the wave of pain and remorse and it almost filled me with tears. I somehow managed to keep steady.

The Butterfly

Passing through the terrace I found the butterfly I first assumed as dead but something made me turn back and I tempted to analyze closely.  If you could have seen closely you would share my views on how beautiful this one was. I touched it to realize that it wasn't dead. It flapped wings on touch.