This is the tale of a man's descent, his redemption, and yet another downfall. At the outset, he felt utterly helpless. He wandered through his garden in search of solace, hoping to find lilies to soothe his troubled mind, yet all he encountered were the common roses.
After an exhaustive search, he concluded that the only one capable of consoling him in this trying time was his old friend, the wise yet estranged lily. Though they hadn't spoken in ages, he remembered how she had always been his beacon in moments of need. Ironically, it was one of her kind that had caused him pain. Their past was beautiful, atleast during the start. To explain it, that time felt like the spring, for the man it was like someone had thrown in colours into his colourless life, everything was blooming. Their relationship had flourished in the past, akin to the vibrant hues of spring painting his otherwise monochrome existence.
Like Icarus, he had soared too close to the sun, only to be scorched by his own folly. His mistakes had soured their relationship, or so he believed. Recognizing his missteps, he embarked on a journey of redemption, striving to mend the fractures he had caused. Though the surface wounds healed, the scars lingered, casting a shadow over their bond — or so he believed. 
As they tentatively reunited, the old but familiar Lily initially harbored reservations, yet soon, the barriers between them dissolved, paving the way for candid conversations reminiscent of bygone days. Amidst their shared laughter, the man found himself reflecting on his past transgressions, realizing the parallels with his current predicament. As they tentatively reunited, the old but familiar Lily initially harbored reservations, yet soon, the barriers between them dissolved, paving the way for candid conversations reminiscent of bygone days. Amidst their shared laughter, the man found himself reflecting on his past transgressions, realizing the parallels with his current predicament. 

Just when he dared to entertain the notion that perhaps all had unfolded for the greater good, the old lily decided to leave the man in the absolutely worst way possible.
Back to you sir, I will provide my password, please check the chat and explain to me wtf was she saying. I will talk soon, bye.

Today, 6th April, marks the birthday of one of the friends of old lily. She is a little small one but still holds a great importance in the man’s life. She was introduced to the man by the old lily when she wanted some work from him but the man literally forgot it like dumb little bitch. F that guy.


Notes: Seriously man, I had literally thought out the whole story while taking a bath but when writing this, I forgot all the main plot lines, literally everything. A short story of two pages like atleast 1000 words was meant to be written and all I ended up with is something around 500 words.