Her eyes were welled up with tears. She couldn’t see clearly
as to where she was going. The wind slapped her tear stained cheeks as she
tried to wipe her nose on the grubby sleeve of her sweater than had changed
from a bright red to a dull crimson, as that of clotted blood sprinkled by dust.
Her loose bun loosened more as she climbed her. Strands of chocolate brown hair
swashed against her face every now and the. Her straight, pointy nose was red
at the tip from the chill in the air and the storm that howled inside of her. Her
foot slipped as the gradient of the hill got steeper. She slid down a foot or
two as she tried grabbing on to the earth, pulling out tufts of grass while
making an attempt and managing to get quite an amount of the sweet deep brown
earth stuck in between her fingernails as well as into the herringbone knit of
her sweater’s sleeve.
She saw a bit of a rugged rock jutting out, covered with
moss. She pulled herself on top of it, her feet dangling down into the air. She
stared straight into the sky thickened with layers upon layers of clouds. The tears
had dried up by now, her heart had calmed down a bit too. She picked up a daisy
from a bunch that grew on her right, next to the rock. Closed her eyes lightly
and brought the flower right under her nose. One could see her taking the scent
in. and she thought to herself. “All in all, today went by well!”
Asha smiled to herself as the wind sang her a silent sweet
melody. A smile that said: come what may, I’ll make it through one way or the
other.
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