It was raining heavily outside; this was common in the country.
She loved the rain ,
and the aftermath , the smell of earth ,it's freshness , it reminded her of those days when she would dance fearless in the rain, nothing
weighing her down , liberated and open
to anything .
It was a pity that it didn't last forever.
"But I am here now, and for a purpose “.
She had to remind her self consistently that there was no
other option than staying there.
She missed her home, her mother’s laughter, father’s stern glances, their bickering, associations she had formed over the years; she even
missed the neighbor’s vicious cat with an innocent face that could melt an iceberg.
And here she was million miles away, following her dreams
.She wondered if it was worth the price.
There were days she just wanted to leave everything and run away
like a child, and every time her father's words stopped her.
“I know that in this world finding your place is the most
difficult thing to do, I am proud of you for doing this .
Even her mother who was overly cautious about everything supported her ,and never even once spoke of missing her fearing that it might weaken her .
She gathered her wits and tried to live each day one day at
a time , she owed it to them and above all to herself .
She looked outside and her face relaxed, the dawn had
brought along a beautiful companion ,it's colours running across the sky like a never-ending dream .
It's light illuminated her lonely heart; she blew away a kiss
hoping that it would reach home and whisper endearingly that she would be back soon.
