Journey Of Reprobate To Heaven✔✔

Into each one's life some rain must fall.

"You will never live your life if you start searching for the meaning of the life" she was reading book when she highlighted this quote with her yellow highlighter ,lying on bed , her head against bed crown.

Room was bright with a golden bulb hanging with the other side of her single sized bed , which was pinned to wall ,while her small wardrobe was pinned against wall opposite to that of bed, two single sofa were lying near the door of balcony, it was medium room of double storied home of a middle class family..

It was time of 2 Am in night but she was still awake reading an inspirational book which was not inspiring her at all though

"How wonder! how can some body live life without any meaning! If there's no mean to live then lets just die" she thought disgustingly at this quote and shut the book closed , while throwing her chewed chewing gum on the dustbin near the bed and stood up , almost dragging her body to washroom , she spilled water on her serious but provocative and winsome face , washroom was small as it can be of a middle class family , she changed into her Pj's and came outside to disappear from this life into slumber land.
When she opened her rounded big honey coloured eyes , and take a look at wall clock , she jumped up, not because it was too late, its because it was too early for her to wake up, because it was JUST 8 AM for her!!!

She torsion her half closed eyes take a big yawn , opened the drawer from her bed side , took her light brown coloured diary that was closed with ribbon , it had chocolate coloured printing of music notes on its one side, it looked antique item.

She untied the ribbon, opened the diary like two side pieces of the door, took pen from bed side table and started printing her died thoughts and mute wishes in to words

"If you could hold my hand , the world would have scorched like a lamp of clay..
It seems like you are an ocean and I am just a coast of sand ,people come and make their beautiful artistic castles on it , as if giving it frame and shape , a captivating one, but when they are done , a fast moving wave erase the castle into frameless shapeless sand...
You and your memories which I have never experienced , do same to me, like these waves to the castle..." She was writing thoughtfully ,her honey coloured eyes were becoming reddish as if they were at verge to flow out all the anger! Yes, she was angry, helpless, but she has controlled all this till now and she will! As she thinks! She closed the diary put it into the its place,and shut her eyes forcibly.

"Oh! My heart! Its like you are fond of pain! Come on get into your shape" she thought , opened her eyes and smiled ironically on her own thoughts and went inside wash room to get ready. After 20 minutes she went downstairs to kitchen and started making tea for her self , she put the pan above the stove and pour it with water and tea powder and inflame it,and then she took milk from the middle sized fridge and put it into the pan..while she waited there for tea to get boil, her sister-in-law entered into kitchen.kitchen was not well decorated or not well arranged, it was neither too small nor too big, It contained a 4 seated dining table in it because there was no space in the house to put some extra furniture. House contained only a single room upstairs with attached bath and two bedrooms downstairs and a congested living room.

"Am I dreaming? Falak is awake!" She said corrosively and derisively , she stood at the door, her words compelled falak to turn to her and she smiled comfortably
"Yeah! Falak can be this impossible" she was not cold at all,because she knew what has to come next!

"Well! Thanks to God, you at least come to know how to wake up early if not anything else!" She said filling acid in her words and went outside.

"Whatever! Jealous sis-in-law" she said curling and bending her nose with her index finger, after she went outside.

After sometime when her tea was ready she pour her cup with it and came outside to living room, making herself comfortable on sofa ,which was more a chair than the sofa, took newspaper from table and enjoyed her morning work..