A Concealed Passion

Christmas Lights.

      " I have an unhealthy fixation
                                         With nostalgia."

May 26, 2018

Evelynn's pov.

   While the sparkling stage itself was lit with blazing stage lights to the hilt, I saw students lay the groundwork which is the backdrop and all. Stage was lit with every possible light which made it really vibrant. There is always this thing about the stage and lights which always hearten me. I somehow feel like I relate to those shimmering lights across the stage.

After fifteen long minutes of gazing at the beautifully illumed stage, I was back to getting dolled up for the day. Well known that dramas are not very new in my already messed up life, I participate in reel stage dramas too. I always liked experiencing myself as a new person, that was all about it. And as a 'she' drama queen, what is the thing if I don't like dressing up?! Altogether I'm doing my favourite thing to do a favourite thing in the centre of a favourite thing. This is too much of euphoria to takein sometimes.

So I chose this alluring red period dress which perfectly fits in for the role. As of which perfectly blends in with my stomach length brunette hair. I leisurely did my hair with a small centre partition where hair puffed to both sides with the small amount of hair braided from one side to the other after the partition and the long curls flowing through my spine with little curled hair at each side of the temples. I wore fairish amount of makeup which goes with my pure white laced gloves and a foot high silver stilettos.

With a final look at the mirror, I did my daily ritual which is much needed at this situation. 'Hello dear me, you look gorgeous, so don't be insecure for the day. This is your day and you're gonne nail the performance. Even when your inner demons of insecurity tries to show up, it is your responsibility to keep it in check. So.. its time to show up to the crew. All the best, you're gonna nail it. Be confident'.

Thus final step of preparation being done to face the world, I wear my silver bracelet with white stones in left hand on top of the gloves, which is one of my daily accessories. And I drift back to past..

December 24, 2016

   Hence.. It is Christmas Eve! With all the vibrant lights blaring through the entire country, snow scooped streets and Christmas trees in each and every porch. Since it is everyone's favourite time of the year, streets were flooded with people and exuberant toddlers were running around. Not to forget about the cozy winter wear on everyone.

They say teen Christmases are really special and this is my sweet sixteen Christmas. So this is special - er or what ever they call it. But this Christmas is not only about gifts, I'm having a whole itinerary on the plans for these two days. So now I'm here with Al sightseeing the streets for the evening and also on hunt for the gifts to others.

Mr. Alfredo Forrest, aka Al my personal evil who is specially born to my mom to annoy the shit out of me. Sometimes he is the best person in the world to go to, and sometimes he is annoying as hell. The over protective shield, the carebear and also the evil. Just between us, actually I love him. Whatever he knows obviously so will I. I'm the only person he talks to without that tyrant voice and whatever he has in heart. None gets the advantage of both these personalities of him at a time, if not for me.

After long hours of stalling the festive streets and getting gifts, we returned home for the family time we have every year, when clock strucks twelve. We exchange gifts at this time, eat a whole lot of delicious food and have a family gossip to welcome the beautiful year ahead.

There comes the gift exchanging ceremony. I did the respects to mom and Al. And I have two other gifts for my girlfriends, which I shall give them tomorrow while we hang out in Iris's.

Al's gift to me was the Y-3 white sneakers that I've been asking for past 3 years. I just gave a bear hug to Al with my whole teeth dentition shown. I was so happy. And mom's gift made me really emotional. It was a beautiful pink tutu. I've always wanted to be a ballerina. I've been attending classes for the past year and I feel like I'm never good at it. It's being a really hard task for me. But someday I dream to be one.

While I was all emo, mom and Al were trying to convince me. All of sudden with two loud knocks everything fell into utter silence. Everything around me felt like it was freezed and only Ryan was in movement towards me.