It was 4'o clock in the evening, her house was well ventilated. In her own good mood she prepared a cup of coffee for herself and sat on the sofa beside a window just when fresh breeze kissed her cheek, she felt so lighted that she took a piece of paper and started to write - "We all have come across to that phase of life when we think nothing can be unified now, we lack confidence within ourselves and think that it's over, but it's never over. Our life takes many twists and turns, same…
