Life

The Start

Failing is painful but seeing friends succeeding is even more painful..... the line above summarises her life. She was not very beautiful or very rich but one thing for sure is that she was very nerdy... doing a debate or an elocution is much easier than making friends. What can she say? The most saddening thing is that she had to leave her native place(Sunderland) to go to a foreign place (london)where she did not know anyone or anything. Only God knew what the future reserved her. In the coach,she cried silently not letting anyone know that she was in pain. After a couple of hours, she placed foot on that alienate land. A score number of minutes later she was in her little but cosy new room-which will henceforth be her kingdom. In a split second, she unpacked all her books and connected her laptop. Needless to say, messages flooded her notification bar not by many friends but by one and her sole friend. He who always cheered her up, He who was always here when life challenged her, He who kept her soul and body together in hard times. No wonder he was probably her Best Friend. After having unpacked, she decided to have a stroll along the road where she lived. Needless to say,it seemed endless to her and along the road, she noticed that all the houses were the same,that everyone had a monotonous way of living somewhat like hers and that there were no beautiful seas and caves like in Sunderland. She kept walking for a good 1 hour deeply absorbed in her thoughts about her new school, her new friends and her old friends and school when she realised that it was already dusk and all of a sudden, she noticed something.. she could just make out a shadow in the twilight. What a queer thing! Who is that person or that thing? Initially she was doubtful about the fact of approaching the stranger but ultimately seeing the alien not moving she decided to make a step forward. All she could see were red eyes and a beautiful silhouette but unfortunately the latter suddenly disappeared in thin airs. She was taken aback and she could no more think of anything else. Her eyes were craving to see that unknown person for a last time. Once home, she readied her clothes-a pair of jeans and a t-shirt for the next day and she read a book till her eyes closed heavy with sleep and her imagination started working wonders...