On a boring afternoon, I was relaxing on a cozy cot with lime juice on my table that bears my laptop. The maiden of indolence never let me finish the concluding pages of my project. Confidence started ruling my intellect and laziness grasped my physic. I was collecting my days from an innocent phase of my life, as a Xth grade student, stepping inside the classroom, hair braided on both parts with neatly ironed black ribbons. I used to fascinate about my twenties when I could embrace all the delights of the world and can fly to the farthest corner of the Universe. No more shackles to limit my ways. An innocent damsel I was then waiting for my twenties to come. When I was enjoying the recollections soon a voice flowed as thunder within my haven of solitude, "Are you dreaming? Finish your work soon and help me with the dinner." I sniggered at my teenage reflections on fanciful twenties.
© Vaishnu 💕