Some days of the season

On a rainy day, I love the Sun.

On a sunny day, I love the cold droplets.

But, I love the chill winds during the winter; without sparing the emotions for other seasons. Though the seasons can be craving, the only way to relive is to be patient.

Patience can be embarrassing, like dropping a candy when you had it in your hand. Patience can also be hurting, like the day when no leaf swirl alongside the wind. But Patience can also be rewarding as an unexpected trip to beautiful places or wearing a beautiful dress. Wondering what exactly would make us happy doesn't have a proper definition. But a sudden affection replaces the possible scenarios of happiness.

I paced alongside the ocean, the most beautiful of all. But how great that would feel to be on the tallest mountain covered with snow. YES, I am human too. Sometimes I become greedy about my choices. Sometimes I become vulnerable to my thoughts. Sometimes I want to be the busiest, most affable person. While other times I crave to be alone.

Draped inside the curtains, I dream out all possibilities. A long mirror shadowed the curtains, which were dull due to lack of maintenance. A shade of orange covered the only window that radiates light now and then. The room was dark and had nothing other than the walls. I scrabbled around the walls with my nails. Those scrabble made me dream every day. One day, I'll live my life; I would roam mountains with snow and also the sea that has foam. I smiled at the mirror but reflected a smoked face girl with sad eyes. I sang,

"O girl with sad eyes, bring the smile in life.

Dream of the sea; and birds in the light,

Bring the snow that covers,

The darkness in the night;

Be free,

Be lovely,

Be dreamy,

Become who you want to be"

Moving out of the curtain, I stared at the frightened girl in the mirror; and forwarded to her. As I advanced, the glare of a beam like a Sun welcomed me. I hugged the brightness, but that turned out to be glass stairs. I climbed the cold glass stairs.

As I climbed the first step, my mind was satisfied with the noise of the water. I stood on the grainy sand that slipped in the water. Birds giggled around the sky.

As I climbed the second step, the cold wind in the Sun whispered in my ears. The light was brighter than usual. The brightest ever encountered. The monkeys hopped around the trees feeding their babies.

As I climbed the third step, the wind became light. Brightness, I wished. Someplace that blinds my eyes and opens my soul.