Again...

She sat exactly 3 rows apart , when he first saw her at the inter house competition .
Dancing to the tunes of the latest number she swept off the stage with her grace , inscribing her name not only in the winner’s list but also in his heart .

His every effort of wooing her were in vain making her more stubborn with each passing day , giving in to the changing circumstances they flowed along like gravels in the course of life’s race.

Years later….

Seeing her sitting alone opposite his table at a coffee shop , his belittled hope rekindled again .