The night was reigning with all its grandeur, the world was lost in profound slumber , it was half past two but sleep was miles away from Preetha’s eyes . She was lost in her memories. She lay wide awake in her room. Apart from the low humming of the refrigerator, the house was silent as if mourning with her.
She went to the terrace, the wind was blowing softly, embracing her in its gentle hands. The soft rustle of the leaves along with the voice of cuckoo created a soft serenade. The night brought back the memories. Tears started streaming down her cheeks at the thought of the blissful days she had had ; the days that had ceased to exist all of a sudden. She could not believe her parents were not coming back to her. That they had gone to a world far away from hers. That they won’t love her, hug her, and scold her. The warmth had died. It was only a week ago they had gone to an official tour, leaving her with her grandparents. She could vividly remember the macabre day, when she was told that her parent’s car had collided with a bus, they died on the way to hospital. She now loathed herself for not being with them when they were taking their last breath. Her guardian angels were gone, living her all alone in this gloomy world. She looked up at the sky, it seemed to engulf her in its celestial enigma, and the sky was beckoning her. Suddenly she could see her parents smiling at her, longing to take her in their arms. Now she was standing on the railing, she could feel a strange vigor shaping in her, a sudden urge to unite with her parents. She was falling. The wind seemed to caress her, the world seemed so euphoric to her. Now she could see the ground. Her blood was gushing at such a fast pace, threatening to tear her veins. Then everything was a blur to her, her mother hugging her, her father laughing at the sight of her.
The chirping of the birds led the world to one more day full of dreams, commitments, targets as if reminding everyone of the monotony of life. But it was not monotonous for the residents of CE-244; an ambulance had shattered their otherwise peaceful existence that morning. In it lay the lifeless body of Preetha
She went to the terrace, the wind was blowing softly, embracing her in its gentle hands. The soft rustle of the leaves along with the voice of cuckoo created a soft serenade. The night brought back the memories. Tears started streaming down her cheeks at the thought of the blissful days she had had ; the days that had ceased to exist all of a sudden. She could not believe her parents were not coming back to her. That they had gone to a world far away from hers. That they won’t love her, hug her, and scold her. The warmth had died. It was only a week ago they had gone to an official tour, leaving her with her grandparents. She could vividly remember the macabre day, when she was told that her parent’s car had collided with a bus, they died on the way to hospital. She now loathed herself for not being with them when they were taking their last breath. Her guardian angels were gone, living her all alone in this gloomy world. She looked up at the sky, it seemed to engulf her in its celestial enigma, and the sky was beckoning her. Suddenly she could see her parents smiling at her, longing to take her in their arms. Now she was standing on the railing, she could feel a strange vigor shaping in her, a sudden urge to unite with her parents. She was falling. The wind seemed to caress her, the world seemed so euphoric to her. Now she could see the ground. Her blood was gushing at such a fast pace, threatening to tear her veins. Then everything was a blur to her, her mother hugging her, her father laughing at the sight of her.
The chirping of the birds led the world to one more day full of dreams, commitments, targets as if reminding everyone of the monotony of life. But it was not monotonous for the residents of CE-244; an ambulance had shattered their otherwise peaceful existence that morning. In it lay the lifeless body of Preetha
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