It was a cold, rainy night just like other nights of the spring. Every minute or two lightning was flashing with all its power. The Wind was blowing and it would destroy everything.
Looking at the glowing fire in the fireplace, he felt a little sad. The lines on his face showed the passage of time and only the shine in his eyes was proof of his youth. His eyes were still, staring at one spot. He was concentrating on something.
"I think I am too old. Yes, I am" was one of the many thoughts that came into his mind. The day when I started my practical life looks like a part of yesterday. I didn't even notice how much time had passed! . He took a sip of coffee from the cup beside him and again sank into the sea of memories. They were his best friends.
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