On the lonely road...

She was walking through that deserted road. It was nearly dusk. No movement, no sound could be heard. She walked peacefully, listening to the peaceful silence which pervaded the place. On both sides of the road were 'forests', with a beautiful 'poovaka', bamboos and a dry pond. Lost in the beauty and silence, she continued to walk but only slowly.
She wished he too was with her. Its been a long time since she had met him. What had happened between them? She remembered the half said bye they had bid. The times they had spent together, began to unfold like a movie in her mind... Their first meeting;first talk, trying to understand each other's tastes; first quarrel, reconciliation... "He loves me", she thought. "But I can't be sure about that. What if he loves somebody else and not me?". She tried to figure out the possibilities; she couldn't arrive at a conclusion!:)" What a stupid idea! Why the hell do I think about love all these days?";she felt angry.She tried to turn her attention towards the dry pond.
"This atmosphere is so lovely and beautiful that I can't resist it."; she continued walking,now up hill, now panting a bit. The bamboos and the pond were long passed. She was now climbing the steep climb in front of the men's hostel. A goat bleated out from somewhere in the 'forest'. She wanted to imitate the bleating, but held it back. At last panting heavily she reached the top of the "hill" to turn left and go to the girls' hostel.
Walking swiftly, she entered the hostel compound, pressed the 'toy bird calling bell' hanging at the entrance and got in. Climbing the stairs she reached her door, opened it, threw her things on to the bed and ran off for the programmes of the evening.

Somewhere back on the lonely road, her thoughts wandered off with the silent wind which had lifted off the 'poovaka' flowers from their home tree...