دانلود رمان انگلیسی “داستان عشق یک کماندو”

I met him at an art exhibition. The kind of exhibition that absorbs your entire being into its beautiful, mad colours. At first, you’d think that there is nothing in common between a dull, boring canvas and the spirited, vivacious colours on it. But they are meant for each other and it is together that they create art and culture, and sometimes, even history. Together, they have the power to shake the world and also inspire generations. Their very irreconcilability creates the opportunity for an extraordinary relationship where the existence of one is solely based on the presence of the other. If only I knew that one day I too would witness a relationship just like a canvas and its colours in my own life. It started when I met him for the first time. Actually, it was more of a collision than a meeting. We collided into each other like shooting stars, illuminating the dark space around with magical light. My world was shattered, elucidating the state of my illuminated heart. In the movies, this kind of thing usually happens to the guys. Our handsome hero spots a beautiful girl and things slow down as he falls in love with her. But things don’t always happen the way they do in the movies or in romance novels! Even women can be smitten by love at first sight. But anyway, that is not the point. The point is, I was mesmerized by his broad shoulders, tall frame, masculine face, hazel eyes and full lips. He was an army officer. At least, that is what I could gather from his uniform. He wore a regal olive-green uniform with six golden stars on his shoulders, like the ones that twinkle in the sky. His boots were glossy, and his olivegreen shirt was tucked neatly into his pants. The dark green beret was resting rather smugly on his head. He definitely stood out in the crowd.