She sat quietly in the corner of her room. Not stirring any emotion, rarely a blink. The curtains fluttered and the breeze that gushed in got the fresh monsoon smell. She liked that smell. So pure, just like her.It was her favorite season.
If you don't enjoy the rain, you miss a divine experience of your life.
The raindrops she felt on her face would liven her up. Now no more. A steady pitter-patter had began. She hardly realized. Her face blank, suppressing the turmoil that arose inside her. A cyclone was building.
Do not blame others for the situation you put yourself in, she had said once. Her heart raced to blame the fate. Deep inside she knew she had put herself in a canyon too deep to come out on her own. It was a canyon of trust and understanding.
The more you trust, the more it pulls you towards it, enticingly. Only time can tell whether you remain hooked because of the trust, or a hypnotic habit.
At any given time and situation, nobody knew exactly what she would be thinking, how she would be feeling. Except One. She reminded herself, except One. A sudden awkward frown, she became uncomfortable with her own thoughts.
Aren't thoughts supposed to be your deeper self, you should be attuned too? Why do my own thoughts trouble me? She gasped. Are my perceptions too idealized? Am I incompetent to face the reality? The harsh reality. Why me? All the questions raised at the same time, made her even more lost.
She took a deep breath. It was too much to handle for a single day. She sighed, wondering why did she ever start accepting the very things she ran away from. The world had always been a bit harsh on her.
It was thundering, the rain incessant by now. She could not make out what time of the day it was, or many hours she sat there. She felt a sudden urge to eat something. She could not remember which meal of the day she had skipped.
Embrace weakness with a smile, it gives you the energy to face it. She was too tired to smile. She wept, the night was lonely, the rains kept her company.
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Learning creative writing, this one a piece of first attempt.
