She was different from the rest. She used to read novel, sometime play guitar, sometime order coffee, puff the cigarettes. She never talked with anyone. She didn't have friends to chat and boyfriend to date. When she sat there, she was completely in the novel. Osin kept on watching her. Full ac inside, wooden chair around, peaceful environment, bunch of lights hanging around and pleasant environment was there around. The rain began dropping down. The air became colder and colder, made her shiver. Some were with their bfs and gfs sharing in gloomy environment. But she was all alone. "Do you have matches?" the girl asked He kept a silence for a while and nodded his head. “What’s your name?” she asked. “Osin” he replied and asked “What is yours?” “Simrika” She replied, and then she paused for a while. The boy looked at her and kept a silence for a while. The girl again asked “You are the regular customer here, what you actually do?"
“No, I am completely new here. I came from my village. What you do?” he said. "I am guitarist and writer, I learn and teach guitar. We have band. I write articles and read novels in my leisure period. I love travelling” The girl again puffed smoke and spoke after the silence "I listen pop and heavy metal, really they are doing great." "I am really interested in writing. In my home I used to write poem and some pieces during my free time, it’s really fun writing. One can express his feelings through writing”. He said “Yes” she said and took her coffee. Rain began dropping quite heavy this time. So he spoke with more energy. “Why don’t you take coffee? Shall I order one?” she asked. He replied “Okay”
This is a fiction of young boy who dreams to traveler. He wonders in many dreamland.