Once upon a time...The clod and the dry leaf were in love. Dry leaf could n't even think of a life without the clod. And at last, they planned to go somewhere, leaving all relations behind. They didn't know where to go...They went past forests and hills..when they got tired, the breeze came and just let them sleep...And they began to live in a valley...Life had been passing..days...Months...Years...They became middle aged...and old...But they were still loving...
Death...They scared of that truth...A heap of dreams made them strong since the time was not enough to measure their love...Death came like a storm. The clod fit his wife under his shoulder, in order to safeguard her from fate.
Then death came as the heavy rain...She then covered the clod like a cloth.
The fate was in a desperate try to separate them out...But how can you overcome the death...At last both storm and heavy rain came all together. And at the peak of helplessness, they got separated. She saw in utter pain that the clod was soluting and becoming no more...She has flown away...
And they born again...Beyond the barrier of death...through many...And the story continues...even now...
