December,
Rajahmundry,
Bitterly cold night,
Yes, it is winter and the climate turns cool.
When look through the lighting of street lights, the snow waves all over the city.
The roads of the city turns without crowds. One car travels without caring the nature climate. There is Jeevan, a famous writer in the car.
Before the climate going to be dangerous, his car reached his home. But he thinks something can't be known.
Usually his wife opens the door of home and welcomes. But his wife is not there then.
He send-off his wife at Railway Station to attend relative's marriage ceremony in Hyderabad.
The mob of silence welcomes him into his home and he turns into deep thinking.
"Alas!" he nods himself. The pain of his thinking increases.
But the silence is not the cause of his thinking and pain. The cause is she, the woman who met him by accident at the middle of his journey from station to home.
Who is she?
(to be continued...)
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