It seemed like the year's coldest night. Wrapped around in layers of thick clothing yet feeling the chill. My lips shivered. I wonder if it would ever feel the same again.
Smiling at myself I told my reflection that no two moments can be same. Just like how two fingerprints can never match. It leaves an impression in the sands of time.
Now I chuckled at my reflection ... how foolish of me to hold on to a dream. I opened both my palms and let go. From the centre of my palm rose smoke. And deep inside the chilly winds began to cease. A new found warmth spread across my body. Rising from my toes travelling upwards spreading to every inch.
I laughed at my reflection. Loud and clear. Till my mouth hurt and tears formed at corner of eyes...
My reflection began to slowly disappear as mist formed on mirror. I still stood there but she was vanishing. I tried to hold her one last time. The more I tried the faster she escaped. And I wonder if my reflection sighed a relief. Hmm....
Smiling at myself I told my reflection that no two moments can be same. Just like how two fingerprints can never match. It leaves an impression in the sands of time.
Now I chuckled at my reflection ... how foolish of me to hold on to a dream. I opened both my palms and let go. From the centre of my palm rose smoke. And deep inside the chilly winds began to cease. A new found warmth spread across my body. Rising from my toes travelling upwards spreading to every inch.
I laughed at my reflection. Loud and clear. Till my mouth hurt and tears formed at corner of eyes...
My reflection began to slowly disappear as mist formed on mirror. I still stood there but she was vanishing. I tried to hold her one last time. The more I tried the faster she escaped. And I wonder if my reflection sighed a relief. Hmm....
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