Two friends chatting for more than two hours now,of childhood-of school-of Life.When one of them reminds the other of next days chore,to sleep for sometime-take rest,but the other one insists its more important to talk!Still the friend persuades the other one to sleep-which is accepted only after extracting a promise to be woken up so that they can catchup before getting busy for the day...thats how the midsummer nights dream was that season.
But then dreams are meant to be forgotten and broken when the sunrays hit them.
