A Picnic

17/12/2017 was a memorable day. It was first time, I traveled with my friends. It was not a travel to Manali or Goa. It was only a one-day tour in a village of Bengal where he also accompanied us. The dust of the grass land, the dripping sunlight through the Eucalyptus tree, the fried rice and chicken curry cooked by some first -time cook, the winter wind in the sunny grassland, the truth-dare between boys and girls revealing many secret and his affectionate glance at my flowing hair and smiling unknowingly ............I don't want the day again. Some memories are only joyful in memory.