It rained again today, Sanjana couldn't believe it would get this damp and lonely inside the house, the clothes had no place to dry on the balcony which was wet, the only place safe on it was the umbrella that hung loosely from its anchors. She thought and thought, it would be a great idea to sit under the umbrella in this cold grey morning and sip a cup of coffee. She was a coffee lover and made her own brand of cappuccino at home when she was there at all, now she quickly wound up her coffee machine and took the cup to the balcony. It was still raining but she was safe under the round circular contraption, she invariably always left it open as it was too difficult for her to get the snap open.
Sanjana had a highly creative mind which was the reason that she met incredibly artistic people from all walks of life, but she was incredibly lonely too. As she sipped her cup of coffee and stared at the dark clouds, she wished for her friends to be here right now. She knew she was dreaming insanely, all of them had left her a while back, as she had started to work on those lovely clay models of corporate buildings, she had got so deeply engrossed in her work that it never occurred to her that she needed anyone but herself. She would work non stop on the models, evaluating it from all angles and working her hands through the thick cultured clay and enjoying her work.
She stared at the clouds as the rain increased its intensity, shaded from the rain as she was, she felt cozy amidst the dampness her hands wrapped around the hot cup. Her loneliness had grown and she felt caged by her own mind, a mind that refused to let go of her, allowing her to give herself fully to her personal relations. It was a thought only and a very scary thought, one that frightened her and yet she had her work that relied on the same, she couldn't give it up, she had thought about it often and turned back from the brink. This was a lonely world and it paid to keep your thoughts to yourself. So if she missed her friends she kept it to herself, there was Sheila who had given her first laptop as a gift five years back, Nina who still rode a bicycle to work like she was in school and Parineeta whose laughter could light up the room. Three of her best friends on whom her entire world had depended in college, if only they were around, but then come to think of it they were around, whenever she felt the pangs she would conjure up these dreams around the four of them, just like she was doing it right now.
She suddenly realized the rain had stopped and the Sun was peaking through, the sound of water flowing outside was still audible though, the rush of vehicles as they passed by, with the wheels making the squishy sound as they crisscrossed over the wet street and yet up above the Sun was out. Pretty soon the warmth of the Sun would dry up the balcony and blow away the skin chilling dampness, it was going to be a fine day after all.
Happiness is the Art of Finding it Within You.
Sanjana had a highly creative mind which was the reason that she met incredibly artistic people from all walks of life, but she was incredibly lonely too. As she sipped her cup of coffee and stared at the dark clouds, she wished for her friends to be here right now. She knew she was dreaming insanely, all of them had left her a while back, as she had started to work on those lovely clay models of corporate buildings, she had got so deeply engrossed in her work that it never occurred to her that she needed anyone but herself. She would work non stop on the models, evaluating it from all angles and working her hands through the thick cultured clay and enjoying her work.
She stared at the clouds as the rain increased its intensity, shaded from the rain as she was, she felt cozy amidst the dampness her hands wrapped around the hot cup. Her loneliness had grown and she felt caged by her own mind, a mind that refused to let go of her, allowing her to give herself fully to her personal relations. It was a thought only and a very scary thought, one that frightened her and yet she had her work that relied on the same, she couldn't give it up, she had thought about it often and turned back from the brink. This was a lonely world and it paid to keep your thoughts to yourself. So if she missed her friends she kept it to herself, there was Sheila who had given her first laptop as a gift five years back, Nina who still rode a bicycle to work like she was in school and Parineeta whose laughter could light up the room. Three of her best friends on whom her entire world had depended in college, if only they were around, but then come to think of it they were around, whenever she felt the pangs she would conjure up these dreams around the four of them, just like she was doing it right now.
She suddenly realized the rain had stopped and the Sun was peaking through, the sound of water flowing outside was still audible though, the rush of vehicles as they passed by, with the wheels making the squishy sound as they crisscrossed over the wet street and yet up above the Sun was out. Pretty soon the warmth of the Sun would dry up the balcony and blow away the skin chilling dampness, it was going to be a fine day after all.
Happiness is the Art of Finding it Within You.
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