Street 16

The story begins from summer days. every evening I used to walk through the street to my house called steet 16 .

 it was really a good Street the left side placed a school and the other side some apartment. on Saturday evening I went to the milk shop and I was coming back from Street 16.

where I got block to I saw something on a window of Apartment number 9/D .her light bluish eye , wind blows her hairs. 

I did not know who that girl was on that window. she was writing something. Due to the low light, it was not possible to see her properly, after walking for a few minutes, I reached home.

 I was still thinking about the same. The next day I made 3 to 4 rounds of that road throughout the day, but every time the window was closed. Finally the window opened in the evening, it was there yesterday, the girl who stayed yesterday . 

I started looking at her, she was writing even today, today I could see her better. She was very lovely.

Now I started going to see her everyday. After some Invatsigation I found out his name which was "Nafiaa". I felt that I was intoxicated to see this fascinating scene. Now I started seeing her in my dreams as well. But it was a dream outside of dreams. A week later, it was raining heavily.

 I was going back from the market via street 16.Due to rain, there was a storm on all sides, strong wind was blowing, lightning was flashing, I was thanking God because I had taken the raincoat.

After walking for a while, I was at the end of street 16, where there was a small bicycle shop, where there was just a small roof, that girl was standing.

But the shop was closed and his bicycle broke down. 

I stopped the same due to the rains. Her face was covered with a mask. I thought I would help her and I asked him "should I fix your cycle? ".

The girl thought for a while and then she said: "Yes, absolutely."

I made her bicycle for a while,

 when she said thank you, I saw her eye. This was the same girl with blue eyes, Nafia.

 . . But my happiness was not seen in the weather and by that time the rain had stopped.

That girl started going..... 

Back then, my routine had become like that, watching her at the window while passing through her street.

Because it was summer vacation, now we were going to Nani's house, the day before that

I went to that road again,

Today the window was open but there was no one on it. 

There was some rush at her house today, I inquired again and found out that today was his birthday.

Now I had gone to the Nani's house,

I came back after staying for about 2 weeks.

And then i went to street 16 

And the end of this story was waiting for me that day.

because

Nafia and her family moved somewhere else 2 days ago.

No one knows where those people had gone ...

Today, even after 2 years, whenever I go through street 16, my eyes go to that window.