She feels as if she is swimming an endless ocean
An ocean of grief, sorrow, apathy and anger
A perpetual hurricane is going on inside her head
Which she desperately wants to escape
Escape to the end of this unceasing ocean
She doesn’t know what to expect when she reaches there
All she yearns for is a little bit of peace
A little bit of quiet
And a whole lot of happiness.
-Niyati Parab
Maybe I will sail across the sea
Maybe I will fly over the moon
Maybe travel all over the world
And taste different delectable dishes
And sip the finest of wines
Maybe I will-
“Carrie Dawson!!”
A 25 year old Carrie Dawson’s eyes shot wide open and she glanced wearily at the scowling person standing in front of her.
“Yes Boss?”
“Stop day dreaming and get those files ready on my desk in 5 minutes!”
“Yes Boss.”
Carrie Sighed.
-Niyati Parab
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