Drifting slowly with dragging steps her confused being was wandering along the shorelines. The breeze was blowing cold air bringing his fragrance from a faraway place, not providing any respite to her soul. A seagull was hovering over making some uncanny noise appearing as if it had a story to tell. Right above the bird, a dark patch of cloud was looming, swallowing the evening from the earth’s arduous hold.

Nature’s melancholy was adding further to the juxtaposition of her mind in a ruthless way. In a moment she was a sight of joy and in the next a lost self. A constant battle was building up inside her,  making a futile attempt to reason with the decision she made.

Didn’t she want this? And now when she had, why was she having such despair moments? Her mind was crowded with rational thoughts but her heart was craving for the newfound love. Love that she had realized for the first time, love that was sweeping her off her feet.

In that restless brooding, she started reasoning with her to find measures to calm her restless fervor. She wanted answers, which were hard to find. Was the confusion being how to break away from the prejudice shield she had put or was it breaking free from human defined boundaries? Was the fear of losing her happiness making her nervous or was the shower of unconditional love she found was hard to behold?

What was it? She couldn’t even find any respite despite the peaceful shorelines.  The crashing of the waves or the occasional creak of the seagull, though serene yet seemed like a disturbance to her.

In that moment of despair, she looked up and saw that the breeze was slowly drifting the cloud away giving a path to the evening sun. And the canvas was painted in such colorful spread of hues, it left her in complete agape. The cloud had to give away to the serenity of belief, to the epitome of truth.

And in that spur of moment magic happened, the Seagull, the waves, the breeze all appeared to be in a perfect harmony within the heavenly abode.

She smiled and her worries faded away. She knew a new world was beaconing her, the fragrance of her yearning became stronger and the tremors of love were intense than before. It was a sweet pain and she longed for him more than words could comprehend.

The path in front was not easy but she remembered what they agreed before “we will find our way. We will discover our soul”.