Pristine Memories1 min 384 1 min 384
Walking through the same lane after four years of college was overwhelming for Riya. The essence of the lane was as if preserved over time, untouched and pristine, just as she had left them. A gush of innumerable memories flowed through her eyes.
She stopped at the street corner beside the small Shiva temple, her and Alok's name carved in a heart on the bench was also untouched and still together.