The illuminated night....

As she sat on her bed besides the window, she was already exhausted and irritated. Though the blurred fairylights and the sparkles in the sky above composed her. She sipped her tea and just admired those tintinnabulating lights. That was, in particular, the only part of the day which brought her peace and serenity. With her luscious locks falling on her pale face, she just admired the fireworks. She thought about her life. Life, which had been perplexing and baffling much. Life, which was ever changing like a chamaleon. Life, which sometimes made her happy and at times sad. She started reminiscing the old days she had with people and realished how foolish she had been. She realised how childishly she had acted and how trusted everyone out there. The fireworks became more prominent and shone brighter than ever. The sparkles and shimmers, to her, reminded of humans. She could relate to them easily and hence, labelled them as human's synonym. The illuminations, in the beginning, look pretty and lovely but the sky above becomes dull like earlier it was in few seconds. Humans are alike in a different way. They, in the early stages of encounter, appear caring and true but they do show their real faces and leave. We tend to see and adore fireworks and forget about them as soon as they exit. We meet other people and care and love for them too. But we lament over their leave even after quite a time. After all, if it all together was so easy, she would have been living a life full of fun and frolic and no worries. It wasn't easy. Perhaps she suffered and kept on thinking about those who were not even worth it. :)
-SC