The sun was dipping underneath the clouds, the fleeting colors of dusk began to fade away. There were blue mountains shielded behind, small in size yet standing the tough one. The trees are brisk, strong and towering tall in an unmoving row. The birds are playing hide and seek, keeping silent as much as Reecha had wished.
Reecha was out alone today. It was her second time to come out of her house alone which she never thought she would but she did. She was fit, fresh and happiness brought a glow and a pinkish blush all over her face. Wearing some pyjamas, and a faded color t-shirt which she wore at home, she headed to her favorite coffee shop. The moment she stepped in, a fresh wind blew over her face that made her hair all over her body. And she moved on inside. Right to front was a counter where high cans were fitted together with red level, blue level and so many. Along her side was a cozy fitted desk, benches, chairs held like a showpiece.
The chairs were all in their places, original. She banged on the walls, the room got settled. The strong blow of the air from the open window makes her whistle to the life she got. When she glanced around, she saw that not even a single voice coming out except the bright white clock high above the wall was teetering as if the clock was teetering in the edge of chaos however, on the contrary seemed utmost utter silence around.
The silence is bringing me back home. I feel so elevated, I wish the real world would be welcoming as this one, said Reecha to herself...
Meanwhile, she sat down in one of her favorite corners and went through her favorite book by Alice Walker the color purple in bold letters. To her side was her go party drinks, she sipped in a bit and then went on. She yawned and curled in one of the fluffy chairs. After a while, when she was finally done, she moved on with high loud and pitched music she loved. She danced around like nobody did. She was all alone. Nobody was present there to tell her anything. Not even a CC camera to watch her with big round ball eyes. She was in her go- go mood.
She checked out her blog page she had created just a few weeks. She was sure enough that she was the only account online. That makes sense, when she is living in a world she had longed and desired for, being the only person living in this world, all alone by herself and nobody to look to.
Oh my god, I am feeling so cool, I am heading next to heaven, she said to herself...
A little later, she walked out of the desolate coffee shop. Walking through stalls, busy markets, museum centres around, she felt quite empty. She felt it was all quiet around, not even a bird making a chirping sound and it seemed they too had disappeared from this world.
Look at this.How silent. She smiled even wider. Nobody to pester me, no one to call. No one can tell me if I am quiet or loud. Nobody taunts me if I am walking bold, confident, quietly. I dont if quiet could be acceptable this way. The entire world, all by myself. You see, she said as she captured the video of that quiet scene. She smiled as she listened to the world of hers and headed to the coffee shop for her good hours of book reading…
She read so much of it, that she felt too tiery to wake up to the roof with no chirping sound to hear. All of a sudden, the thunder rumbled above and it didn't even give a noise. It was keeping silent. Reecha reassured the gentle pat on her chest but there was some feeling flowing inside her body. Some unpleasant vibes take her smile away. Her heart was breathing heavily as she tried to move down to sit. She remembered when her mom used to sing her lullaby to help her get a sound off to bed. The crashing noise inside her breath was taking her voice away, completely filling her heart with loneliness. But this time, she had nobody to rant to. Nobody to listen to and nobody to lean on shoulder.
Later, when Reecha was tired of all of that, she hardly pushed herself to close her eyes off, to her blissful quiet with her books on her lap, music off, drifting herself into the land of peace and tranquility. But the moment she does so, she gets off into the present, people walking around walking to her side in a coffee shop, and a tall man coming up holding a menu for a starter then she stops and sees that she was finished with her story for today.
Reecha was out alone today. It was her second time to come out of her house alone which she never thought she would but she did. She was fit, fresh and happiness brought a glow and a pinkish blush all over her face. Wearing some pyjamas, and a faded color t-shirt which she wore at home, she headed to her favorite coffee shop. The moment she stepped in, a fresh wind blew over her face that made her hair all over her body. And she moved on inside. Right to front was a counter where high cans were fitted together with red level, blue level and so many. Along her side was a cozy fitted desk, benches, chairs held like a showpiece.
The chairs were all in their places, original. She banged on the walls, the room got settled. The strong blow of the air from the open window makes her whistle to the life she got. When she glanced around, she saw that not even a single voice coming out except the bright white clock high above the wall was teetering as if the clock was teetering in the edge of chaos however, on the contrary seemed utmost utter silence around.
The silence is bringing me back home. I feel so elevated, I wish the real world would be welcoming as this one, said Reecha to herself...
Meanwhile, she sat down in one of her favorite corners and went through her favorite book by Alice Walker the color purple in bold letters. To her side was her go party drinks, she sipped in a bit and then went on. She yawned and curled in one of the fluffy chairs. After a while, when she was finally done, she moved on with high loud and pitched music she loved. She danced around like nobody did. She was all alone. Nobody was present there to tell her anything. Not even a CC camera to watch her with big round ball eyes. She was in her go- go mood.
She checked out her blog page she had created just a few weeks. She was sure enough that she was the only account online. That makes sense, when she is living in a world she had longed and desired for, being the only person living in this world, all alone by herself and nobody to look to.
Oh my god, I am feeling so cool, I am heading next to heaven, she said to herself...
A little later, she walked out of the desolate coffee shop. Walking through stalls, busy markets, museum centres around, she felt quite empty. She felt it was all quiet around, not even a bird making a chirping sound and it seemed they too had disappeared from this world.
Look at this.How silent. She smiled even wider. Nobody to pester me, no one to call. No one can tell me if I am quiet or loud. Nobody taunts me if I am walking bold, confident, quietly. I dont if quiet could be acceptable this way. The entire world, all by myself. You see, she said as she captured the video of that quiet scene. She smiled as she listened to the world of hers and headed to the coffee shop for her good hours of book reading…
She read so much of it, that she felt too tiery to wake up to the roof with no chirping sound to hear. All of a sudden, the thunder rumbled above and it didn't even give a noise. It was keeping silent. Reecha reassured the gentle pat on her chest but there was some feeling flowing inside her body. Some unpleasant vibes take her smile away. Her heart was breathing heavily as she tried to move down to sit. She remembered when her mom used to sing her lullaby to help her get a sound off to bed. The crashing noise inside her breath was taking her voice away, completely filling her heart with loneliness. But this time, she had nobody to rant to. Nobody to listen to and nobody to lean on shoulder.
Later, when Reecha was tired of all of that, she hardly pushed herself to close her eyes off, to her blissful quiet with her books on her lap, music off, drifting herself into the land of peace and tranquility. But the moment she does so, she gets off into the present, people walking around walking to her side in a coffee shop, and a tall man coming up holding a menu for a starter then she stops and sees that she was finished with her story for today.
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