09 May The girl in the city.

Her glittery eyes searched for happiness in her lost world. Her hands wished to grab bundles of joy around. The little girl walked barefoot through the clumsy city lane along the hustle bustle of the city. She knew how to find joy in the smallest and simplest of things amidst the chaos.

Her daily routine stood differently than the rest of the girls in her surroundings. She would get up early morning to help her aunt. Her aunt owned a vada pav stall near the beach. She would make some and sell to help her earn a handsome amount for a living. In return, she used to get some money to spend. She used to make an attempt every day reading the newspaper below the packed vada pavs. Somehow, she learned basic English words. This had been a routine to her daily life.

At the end of the day, she made a visit to the beach near her place. Here she would sit at her favorite corner and dump all her anxieties, and pain. All she knew was the only companions life had created for her were the sun and the sea. She would grieve, laugh, play with them. She would never miss the chance to cherish the sunset. After all, this was the only most beautiful thing to her in this lost city.

For her, the waves, wind, the sun, and sand was everything where she was sure to find tranquility. Her soul mingled with every wave that swirled. Her laugh accompanied the sound of the wind. The breeze that touched her dry cheeks making her look lively. She stared endlessly towards the orange and yellow skies and the fireball setting in. This moment she got transported to an enchanted place. She could connect herself to nature’s chord.

Every day, every evening, this was the only time she swooned. She discovered her ethereal beauty with the sun setting in the sea. She felt ecstatic being at her beautiful place, always.