it was all messy. like a worn out dress lying in the innermost ,unused compartment of the wardrobe. messy because it did seem all distorted, without any purpose, without any comfort. the second law of physics said entropy balanced the universe, she didnt cling to that hope though, she thought this mess was her fault. the reason behind her anger, her love, her emotions. she had heard about people who find peace in the great himalayas. she wondered how. her brain seemed to explode with hurricanes every second. so intense that she had constant desires to throw it into garbage. she was also scared of herself sometimes, was it normal? she began wondering.
then one day she set to explore the hills. she climbed up, as much as her body could take. the mist caressed her face, dew drops cleansed her face and fresh air made her BREATHE. she breathed. that inhalation changed perceptions. it changed the whole course of her brain. life had made her forget what breathing was like. it was as if a small baby learnt how to walk finally. that feel of the feeling of being free, atlast trapped her mind. it was beautiful. if anyone had been there to see her smiling, they would have fallen in love with her. it was the most happiest of moments created in history. but it was meant to be that way, with no human witnesses, instead a combination of things that adore the sky like trees, sky, hills and birds watching this human girl falling in love, with herself.
