"An Evening Of December"A Story by sarahiq111A story about how love waits.
I have faith in self realisation and my heart realised and accepted a soul full of ethics inside me. My soul was much far from the typical colourful celebrations of Life. It was always in search of something different unexpected... & in that way, I was happy 'with my dreams' .. 'in my dreams'. Whatever it was, & living in dreams was really pleasant even I was aware that I'm much far from reality. and it will be Bad for me. Everyone thinks sometime about, Why people like we are dreaming ? Ever this came to your mind. May be yes or no. But, this fact was always in my mind. 'Cause I was a Dreamer. The things which we want to get or gain with our deep interest. But we become unable to get them in reality. It becomes our Dream. & to satisfy ourselves we always try to imagining about that. Yeah of'course , We people always expecting a little bit magic as we know that whatever we are thinking is just our imagination but still somewhere our heart is whispering that what if... ? What if it will become true. We become hopeful that may be one day it will be true. & I was in The Hope.
Who knows the future. May be it will happen in reality & trust me on that moment it was feeling heavenly even it was just an imagination. But still it was enough make me feel luckiest on that time. But now after many years, When I'm not a Dreamer Girl. Now I'm a women, Someone's dignity, a wife, & a mother. After facing a lot of ups & downs of life. After knowing 'The Truth of Life' and experiencing relations. Now I was also liable for my Children as well. I am able to see age wrinkles on my face. Which shows my maturity with growing age on this stage of life.. I'm thinking that somewhere my young age dreams were my wrong decision. Reality is quite different than our thinking. I was Mad. © 2016 sarahiq111 |
StatsAuthorsarahiq111lahore, PakistanAboutThe things I can't say with people, I want to share here. And nothing more. more..Writing
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