She washed her face, did her skin care and went to bed. She prayed to the God for a good dream and went to sleep. She hoped that atleast let her be happy in her dreams. Mostly it doesn't matter what type of dreams they were but this time let me have a good dream because it's my birthday.
Then again she thought -"what's the meaning of birthdays.. It's just we are getting closer to death. "
In the process of reminding herself about reality, she parted with the real reality and went to deep slumber.
In the slumber she heard a voice. One voice converted to many. She heard someone arguing in the phone. Again she saw some people fighting. Then she saw a couple hugging each other. Then again, she saw herself crossing a river on the boat. In the end she found herself trapped in a mirror room. But to her surprise, the mirrors were playing some pictures. It was
Flashing like memories. She tried tried to make herself free but she failed ,again and again then another agains. She gave up in the end and started crying and at the least ,she started screaming -" Amaku I going to die here? "
The moment she screamed she found herself being free. She was very happy. But she saw a pair of man sitting on the bench, in a very mysterious place. The place was like half garden and half grave yard . One of the man was crying while the other one was comforting him. Between then a line can be seen but it couldn't be called as a line. It looked more like the crying person was sitting on the side of line where the graveyard started and the man who was comforting looked as sitting on the edge of the garden. She went there and looked at both of them with curiosity. The man from the graveyard looked haggard, wrinkled and tired while the other one looked beautiful, cheerful and energetic. She asked the cheerful man -"why is that man crying? ".The man replied -"Because he knows that no one loves him. " "How can someone be unloved in this world? "-she again asked out of curiosity. "Because I am the beautiful lie named life and he is the hurtful truth named death". She gasped and her slumber broke into pieces. She looked at her surroundings and felt that she was all sweaty.
