Nisha, was a 13 year old girl. Her face was a sea of joy, silence and tranquillity.
It was the spring of 1985. The sweet fragrance of roses and jasmines were spread in the air.
At night, Nisha ran to terrace with her mother to look at the stars. She was interested in pulsar stars. She collected the paper cuttings and news about the interventions of new stars.