( Marcel ' s P . O . V )
I was seven when we shifted to Briggs Town , sector A . . . A warm sunny day of August it was . Our old Cab swiftly rolled down the road on whose sides stretched a never - ending green belt of lush grass . Several yellow Hawkweeds were popping their heads out of it . They looked like yellow stars sprawled on a bed of lavish grass . . It was exuberant ! I never really notice such kind of things like nature and beauty and bla bla bla stuff , but right then , there was nothing to do , else gaze out of the window like an inspirational poet , thinking about the origin of the universe .
Oh , well , anyways .
I just hope we arrive as soon as possible , as my back is already aching by sitting in the midst of all these things .
" Mom ! When will we get there ? " , I asked , with weariness in my voice .
" About five minutes , be patient for a while ! "
I groaned and closed my eyes for a while .
" We are here ! " , said my Dad and killed the engine .
Oh . My . Gosh !
Are we living here !
Infront of me , was a mighty elegant bungalow of a graceful green colour . It was surrounded by a neatly trimmed green hedge . It seemed like it had been made by some great architect .
But what they say is true , nothing lasts forever .
So does happiness .
Someone shook my shoulders . . . my Dad .
" Come now son ! We have work to do ! " , he said , heading towards the little house infront of the mighty one .
" Ok . " , I murmured in response and got off the car .
Dad had already gone in .
Before going inside , I eyed the graceful green bungalow once again , taking in more and more .
My sight slipped across the shiny silver reeling of its balcony . Before going further , I spotted two little white hands .
I looked up and found a pair of hazel eyes looking at me .
' Golden Crystal ! ' , that was all I could think .
The girl wearing a pink stripe tee was observing me . She looked about my age .
I was also held a bit captive for a while until I heard . . .
" Marcel ! Will you be coming today ? " . . . my Mom .
That voice was too much in this peaceful silence . I jumped ten feet from the ground as a reaction , shook my head , and went inside MY home .
Heading down the street , I sensed the pair of hazel eyes still observing me .