We were walking a slow romantic path full of rose petals that smelt of the sweet aroma of palm I was holding and felt like the heart that I was hugging dearly. This love we were binding each other with was beyond human perception. She was not a human but an angel. For real, she was a real angel and the path we were walking on was a small fragment of the part of huge universe I’d created just to cling onto that angel and see that beautiful soulful smile on her face. In the real world I was disabled mentally, temporarily may be. I don’t know. I don’t remember exactly what I was going through at the moment. Maybe I was schizophrenic. I will tell you when I remember. Now where was I? Aah, yes… The road… It was so beautiful, far from the reach of jealous devils, at least that’s what I was thinking. Who knows where devil may secretly set its foot at. It comes without warning sometimes. The other times you can’t keep your emotions in check and mess things up. As I was holding her hands, I wa...