Age of Love and Life. Some people think gets away with the passage of life, this essay explains the true age of love by showing and example in shape of story.

Essay by syedraza70 February 2004

download word file, 5 pages 4.1

Downloaded 93 times


By: Syed Raza Fayyaz

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.

"Mom, hello, Mom! It's me, calling from outside of the US Embassy. Mom I got great news! Guess what? I got a visa, Mom. I am coming to Lahore now. Tell everyone I got the study visa."

He went back home after getting the visa from the American Embassy. He was so happy he got the study visa, and he should be, because he was one of those persons who got the chance to fulfill his wishes. He couldn't sleep that night. "I will work hard, I will do this." Different plans were going through his mind when he went to sleep. "Baba, wake up, Baba!" His mom woke him up. "Oh mom! Why does the morning come so early," he said in his usual tone and headed to the bath.

At last the day came when his family and friends gathered...