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 has a story to tell. Right above the bird, a dark patch of cloud was looming, swallowing the evening from the earth’s exquisite hold.

Nature’s melancholy was adding to the juxtaposition of her mind blatantly. She was a sight of joy for a moment and a lost self in another one. A constant battle was aggressively building up in her inner being trying to comprehend the huge undertaking she had taken some moments ago.

Did not she want it all this while? And now when she had, why was she facing such despair moments. Her mind was crowded with rational thoughts but her…