The sun was up, brightest in the past two months. The warm breeze and an overbearing smell of spring lifted her spirits. A quick change of clothes and a cap to complete the attire, she was ready for a day out of the madness i.e. her life. One, two, one, two. She went hopelessly as the bicycle took strength to muster itself up the road. In the wilderness of the greenery that blankets acres and acres of academic pursuits, she was a girl once again. A naïve being who knew nothing of the complexities of life. As a song blasted from the tiny earphones plugged into her ears, she was lost in the simplicity of it all. This was her moment. One not often repeated in most people’s lives. But it did in hers. She was to re-live everything from scratch and, as oblivious as she was to the nature of it all back then, she now quite understood what all had been gained. A secret haven away from judging eyes, this was her island. One that was unmarked in the map for all to see.
What a beautiful day to explore. What an exquisite experience to absorb.
For that one moment in time, I was that girl on the bicycle.
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| Happy days! |
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