Wo samne aaya , aur meri dhadkane tez ho gayi , Ruk si gayi saansein aur dheemi hawa meri zulfon se hoke guzarne lagi . Are kya batau , aadhi mar hi chuki thi main use soch soch kar , lekin uski maujudgi ne pura katal hi kar dala ,Uski kaatil aankhon ne dil ko ghayal kar dala !
Aur fir wo mere paas se gujra , aur mai chahte hue bhi kuch kehe na saki , kyuki khudko sarminda dekh nahi sakti thi na ...mai bulati aur wo sunta bhi nahi !
Dekha jaaye to baadal bhi kitne khusnaseeb hote hain , Aasman me rehe kar bhi zameen par baraste hai ...aur ek hum hain, jo paas hote hue bhi , hamesa unse dur rehe jaate hai !
LAST LETTER ~~~~~~~~~ (Poet) If today my hands, were f r e e and weren't bound by syringes, pumping blood into my parched heart, oh! my love, I would've held you so tight, and so close to me, lest we fell apart. Oh my love, do you still press butterflies, and your dearest daisies, onto the bare chests of my favourite books? Where else do you store affection, in our dainty little house, now that the bed is empty, and the cupboards silent? Oh my love! Only if we, were less apart, my feet wouldn't wait, to carry yours, and the sky wouldn't dress, like an ill patient. But oh my love, how pathetic is life, like weeds we thrived, and yet so fragile, like frail dandelions, we flew apart? Lend me the pain, of your lonesome heart, oh my love, I'll ease your soul, till I rest in deathbed, but don't you suffer, in your innocent mind, when my last letter, doesn't arrive.
The realistic portrayal of youth in all its facts. The beauty in everyday life during a time when we’re young and bold. The realistic portrayal of the pains of growing up. The subtle and innocent romance. The friendship between the classmates The relationship between teacher and students, as well as the relationship between the youths and their parents. The step by step visit to the last year in High School.