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Her eyes fluttered open to the new day. The dawn was just ripening and UD laid in bed for some minutes listening to mother earth awakening.
The sun was slowly rising from its sleep nest, tiny bits of its radiance tainting the pitch black of the sky and casting a subtle red glow into UD's room.
She listened to the rhythmic sound of the birds as they prepared for the new day with joy and enthusiasm.
UD did envy those little creatures of the air, their exuberance always awed her, for every one of them, even the not so prety ones, were always so cheerful, singing and talking animatedly from daybreak to sun set. Even the birds of the night were so too. When she was just a little girl with some lingering fantasies, she had wished that she be a bird. But that obviously was too much for someone like her to ask.
The pleasant smell of the dew soaked earth and grasses floated on the gentle morning breeze into her room. UD inhaled deeply, relishing the smell. This, and the beauty of daybreak, was the only magical thing that nature could not deny even her.
She laid on the bed some extra minutes soaking up the beauty and peacefulness of the daybreak. She would need its memories to get by another day of her horrible existence called life.
Outside, a cock crowed. That was her cue to get out of bed and begin her daily chores. She quickly changed out of her night dress into a huge t-shirt and some baggy pair of trousers which were more comfortable. Before leaving the room, UD stood by the window and looked at mother nature's awakening one more time. That was the only fantasy she allowed herself to posses.
The first thing she did every morning was to set fire in the hearth. It's not as if they did not have a gas cooker but UD's mother always insisted that they set fire in the morning. She said that the fire gives heat to mother earth after a cold night.
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What's the use of living in the countryside if we don't set fire from time to time?" her mother would ask.
UD wanted to tell her that every morning did not qualify as time to time but she just let it be. Her mother was one of those women who always put mystical meaning to any and everything. UD did not blame her though, her mother was beautiful and always full of smiles and laughter, hardly ever getting angry and she also had a dotting husband who fell over himself to make her happy.
After all, it's not as if setting fire really bothered her.
After she had set the fire and placed the huge pot filled with water and herbs for bathing on it to warm, she swept and cleaned the house quickly and then got started with preparing breakfast for the household.
She had finished preparing breakfast and was making fruit juice when her mother walked into the kitchen in her nightdress, yawning.
She smiled at her daughter and sniffed.
Walking over to UD, her mother kissed her forehead and rubbed her daughter's arm affectionately. "That is the loveliest aroma i have ever percieved, Kasera."
her mother said calling her by her given name.
UD's face brightened a bit but she did not smile. She never smiled. She did not remember having done so before or how it is done.
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KASERA
RomanceSome people are born beautiful, others grow into beauty. For UD whoever made up that saying had never seen her. The fact that she was ugly she knew more than her own name and childhood years of being called the most horrible names certainly did era...
