They sat there together, side by side under the age old tree facing the vast field with children playing around happily.

The birds sitting on the tree branches sang a lovely song for them.

The wind blew again to play with her hair, this time before she could push it back, the tendrils were placed gently behind her ears.

She turned her face to see him, found him already staring at her with a crooked smile.
This time she didn't avert her eyes.

A million words were spoken, heard only by them.

A lone flower that blooms from the vines that crept around the tree branches above them, fell off from its stem.
It floated down slowly from above to break the spell that's been binding the soaring souls under the tree.

Something soft..
It fell on her neck between them..
It tickled her..

It made her gasp and smile..
It made him admire her more...

His eyes moved to her neck...
She couldn't see it but, felt it..

He signalled her not to move..
She wondered whats he is up to..

He took the lucky flower that found its place on her...
She saw the flower when he placed it in her palm..

It was beautiful..
It was rare...

Both of them looked up at the giant branches above them..

The branches were filled with these little flowers, its vines crept around the tree.
The view was remarkable  from under the tree.

She looked down at her flower in her palm..
Just one flower..
She felt special that it chose to fall on her..
Very carefully, she placed the flower at the small opening in her purse, without crushing its petals.
This flower will turn into a most precious memorabilia for her to remember this day she spent with him, under the tree.

He looked at what she was doing and wondered.
Why does wants to keep that flower?
If she wanted flowers, he would get it for her.

She smiled at his perplexed face and turned towards the field, continued to look at the playing children.
He too turned to the same direction she did, smiling to himself.
Though he didn't understand why she kept the flower, he knows she has her reasons.

There they sat peacefully, in a invisible bubble separating them from the world basking in a unusual yet familiar aura around them Under The Tree.

M : nallarenduchu..

K : ethu? ellani'ya?

M : ellame.. (whispered)

THE END