The memories of that ravenous storm is slowly fading away. It had faded to the extent of propelling me to believe like it never ever happened. And suddenly my life is filled with colours. Colours of positivity, colours of joy, colours of contentment. I know, that the worst is way past now. It’s time to rejoice.



As the sun sank down the horizon, the sky was spanned with multi-colours of orange and red. The clouds kept floating away from me, as if it’s their time to go home too.

A wave of balmy air brushed past my face, and all the bad memories of day just faded away. The dazzling light of the day, made way for a starry night. I stood below the blue-black sky oggling at the sheer brilliance of the full moon.

I’d never felt so positive ever in my life, like I did at that moment. The day had bought me dismality and gloominess but the night made it all right. I felt my feet dangling in the air and I was flying. Flying higher and higher.