Rhythm

She sat there. Alone…..not lonely. Enjoying her own company. The breeze blew past her hair as she sat on the window which opened towards the verandah. Enjoying the peace in her two-storeyed bungalow. Letting the peace in the atmosphere bring peace to her innermost. She was not thinking anything, for the first time. This peace, this feeling, this moment, she loved it and was living it as this was the moment she was waiting for in her life. The wind blew her hair. The cold breeze filled in peace into her. She was in a moment of a strange, unknown understanding. Everything around her gave her an inspiration of life. She looked outside the window, downwards. The green grass, fresh with the dew, depicted a new beginning. A hope of beauty, fulfilment of desires. In this moment, she was sans desires.

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