Sun did not rise.
Yet she woke up and wondered why did the morning come so fast, why do I have to start so early the day, she rushed to check the mobile, unlocking the phone by swiping the pattern, she left a sigh,. Her mind was telling, "No messages no missed calls; everybody is fine in home"
Yet the mind did not calm down neither did the heart.
"Why is this happening always?" wondered her mind, and she starred the sky through the window. It is not still morning, not in Mexico. Stars shone, the sky was dark, but it is 5 in the morning.
"How much difference can time make? I am having a dark night sky while it is morning and mother in India would have a bright late afternoon sky" her thoughts just went after looking at the sky.
She rolled over to get back to sleep, but the heart and mind wouldn't let her. She has never had this feel for a long time. The thumping sound in the heart made her to feel scared. And the thoughts were rushing like water through a dam in the most negative ways.
She kept saying, it is just an indigestion issue and everything will be fine soon. And in moments she fell asleep.
The poor soul slept off without realizing in another 15 days she will be ripped off into pieces. The world will turn upside down for her and she will be slaughtered like meat.
This girl, did not have the slightest clue on the act of her dear one. She did not understand that they give the sweet to make you eat the poison later. The girl went to sleep knowing none of this, throwing her arm around the same person who will tear her down. Also she moved inside the blanket towards him and pressed her face against his chest searching for the secure feel.
Not in her dream, she thought she is tucking herself inside the devil's den. And that is how every destiny is written. By crushing one flower after another. Believers will fall for the cheaters. Poor will fall for the rich. Kindness fall for the cunning. And the innocence falls for the sly witches.
A far away wind sang the lines to that one awake loner while the whole country was sound in sleep,
"Sleep my child, till the morning comes.
Dream till the sun shine upon you
We will caress your happy cheeks till they drench them with tears sooner
We will press the forehead till they ache with pain sooner."
Yet she woke up and wondered why did the morning come so fast, why do I have to start so early the day, she rushed to check the mobile, unlocking the phone by swiping the pattern, she left a sigh,. Her mind was telling, "No messages no missed calls; everybody is fine in home"
Yet the mind did not calm down neither did the heart.
"Why is this happening always?" wondered her mind, and she starred the sky through the window. It is not still morning, not in Mexico. Stars shone, the sky was dark, but it is 5 in the morning.
"How much difference can time make? I am having a dark night sky while it is morning and mother in India would have a bright late afternoon sky" her thoughts just went after looking at the sky.
She rolled over to get back to sleep, but the heart and mind wouldn't let her. She has never had this feel for a long time. The thumping sound in the heart made her to feel scared. And the thoughts were rushing like water through a dam in the most negative ways.
She kept saying, it is just an indigestion issue and everything will be fine soon. And in moments she fell asleep.
The poor soul slept off without realizing in another 15 days she will be ripped off into pieces. The world will turn upside down for her and she will be slaughtered like meat.
"Ignoring the intuition will be her worst decision
& falling into the trap will be her destiny."
This girl, did not have the slightest clue on the act of her dear one. She did not understand that they give the sweet to make you eat the poison later. The girl went to sleep knowing none of this, throwing her arm around the same person who will tear her down. Also she moved inside the blanket towards him and pressed her face against his chest searching for the secure feel.
Not in her dream, she thought she is tucking herself inside the devil's den. And that is how every destiny is written. By crushing one flower after another. Believers will fall for the cheaters. Poor will fall for the rich. Kindness fall for the cunning. And the innocence falls for the sly witches.
A far away wind sang the lines to that one awake loner while the whole country was sound in sleep,
"Sleep my child, till the morning comes.
Dream till the sun shine upon you
We will caress your happy cheeks till they drench them with tears sooner
We will press the forehead till they ache with pain sooner."
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