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It was a rainy December day in Delhi. The ice cold weather was giving countless people a reason to stay indoors and just sleep. But perhaps nothing in the city that day was as cold as her eyes as she stood near her car. She was feeling dead from inside and the unspeakable agony was too much to bear.

Her only hope was the promise she had made to herself long time back. “I will never lose to myself”, as she remembered her words; she felt a renewed urge to fight.

She wanted to break free from all the things this world cherished. She hated the ugliness that people often hid behind their fake sugar-coated words.

She hated the much-prevalent hypocrisy. She wanted to reclaim her life. Every ounce of her was screaming out only one word: Freedom. She had to choose between that or the voices coming from the background urging her to give in and ‘join the crowd’.

She looked at her car and the open wet road ahead, looking pretty after the cool winter rain. And she knew her answer.

She did not gave it a second thought as she would waver from her decision.She jumped in the car and drove me it far away.Her eyes were shinning like twinkling stars.

The smile on her face made her look truly beautiful.Her inner soul had freed herself from the chains of society.Although, the roads were unraveled ,she knew exactly where to go as her destination was a vision in her mind clear like dew drops on leaves Early Morning.

The wet roads seemed like mirror and she could see herself smiling like the entire universe was celebrating her Freedom.The sky looked peaceful,The stars twinkling brighter and the Moon wanted to come down to her to gaze at her Beauty in moonless night .

As she drove and drove listening to Lucky Ali and Verve, she noticed another car on the roadside with a guy standing at its edge just looking at the nice stars. She felt a weird need to get down and ask him who he was. She gave in to that temptation and stopped her car.

As she approached the guy, his perfect face became crystal clear in moonlight. Perfect black hair, lines of deep thought on forehead and a look that would scare everyone away. But not her. She felt something right as she approached him to ask who he was, in that silent night.
To be continued…
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