Red part : 3

“How are you feeling miss Manishaa?”………..

I looked up to see a young ,beautiful, smiling lady in sky blue typical nurse’s uniform standing  beside me.

Red:Part 2

Nothing in the universe would have stopped me from playing those piled up memories of the past in my messed up stereo(brain).Not even the chilling cold of February made any senses to my skin.

The snow was falling upon my body ,changing my black overcoat to the white one.I got totally lost as if i was a living mannequin(though i was dying inside).

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Red:Part 1

While passing through the sub-street of the heart of New York city at midday of February,something unusual stroked my head with an unexpected beat in my heart.

Well! this was not the first time that i was walking through those large pavements.Those pavements touched the same old church,Rosemary’s romantic cafe,department stores ,a cyber and so on.Though i lived in California,i used to visit my old ,loving and kind grandpa[an american citizen i have known in Nepal(my country)] in the New York city every weekends.

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