Magnificent when she sings rosey red emerald dress ,Burnett eyes, alluring smile and a melodic voice while she plays with the piano just like she's playing with, well many men's feelings.
How absurd! A prostitute maybe... but she's my cousin and her beauty is her passion then why blame her.
How controversial my thoughts were it was obvious I was jealous and I was enjoying this jealousy and the debate in my head. It felt like my position in politics could have stir a war maybe.
Everyone in their elegant dresses each representing from which mine or river did they steal which stone or mineral to decorate their dress while they Bragg about how rich they are.
Annoying right!?
And the real mystery of why I was in such place was not because it was a family gathering it's because my aunt knew how much I enjoy jean singing while playing piano in every extravagant huge events. The most satisfying part of her melody was when she hits the deep high note and gradually ends with a gentle humming melodic sound.
That's when every men raises a toast and the females applause. Little do they know that their face looks like they are twitching or something when they wink at her. Gross!
I left the hall because I enjoyed what I wanted to now it's gossip song and that's not my taste so I prefer the terrace. That's what I thought though
Because I was more exposed outside as there were eyes on me and the grand building because of its fame.
. Eesh! No freedom.
But God saved me there was a tank like structure at the corner which somehow made it seem possible that I can climb up and reach the unaccessible rooftop and I was right.
It was more eye-catching then jean.
The entire city with black sky and glittering stars. Little did I know I was being followed by someone unfortunately...
