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"A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it . It just blooms."

[dedicated to neha_15 and MufassirAhmed] enjoy.. :)

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The alarm rang , bringing me out of my slumber. I dismissed it and removed my covers, stretching and yawning in the most horrific way...it sounded like a dying walrus, not even kidding. I pushed open my bathroom door and stared at my reflection , rubbing the sleep away from my eyes i splashed water on my face and freshened up. 

Walking out of the washroom, i walked into my closet to grab some sports wear , it was still 5:30 ..a perfect time for a run and i will still have some time to spend at the hill top. I love seeing the sunrise and sunsets..they are the most beautiful things , well aside the stars and the sea and the high cliffs and..you get the point. 

Grabbing my water bottle and phone with earphones ,  I walked out of my room , making sure that i wouldn't make any sound which could wake my parents up. I grabbed the house keys from the key stand and walked out the door , locking it behind me. I started walking down my street , plugging in my earphones and going through my playlist. 

Finally putting on my favourite playlist , I started fast walking and started slowly jogging. Jogging at a constant speed for some time , I started picking up my pace and ran towards the very familiar road , running past houses , trees and shops , feeling cool air of the morning hitting my skin -giving a refreshing feel.

Nearly 45 mins were over by the time i made it to the base of the hill. I started trekking upwards, keeping my pace intact . I kept going until i was surrounded by the similar opening and environment , I slowed my pace and started walking towards the edge of the hill and sat down letting my legs dangle down and took a sip from my bottle.

I sat there wiping the sweat on my forehead and regaining my breath. Heights always thrill me, they bring a rush of happiness which i can not describe. Looking over the beautiful lake down , i couldn't help but let a smile take over my face. I took out my phone, it was nearly 6:40 , the sun will rise anytime now. Removing my earphones , I started swaying my legs staring at the far end horizon and humming to myself.

I saw the light red glowing rays of light from far end  , immediately i removed my phone and switched on my camera. I would have brought my camera , but its becomes uncomfortable to carry a camera and run and weird too. I tried to capture  as much beauty in front of me as i could with my eyes as if trying to memories and permanently have this scene in mind. Seeing the sun take its own joyous time to rise and feeling the cool breeze against my skin i felt myself at utmost peace , for once my mind was all calm and not a hurricane. 

Just as the sun showed up slowly in all its glory , I stood on my knees and tried my level best to capture the best shot i could. Photography was one of the many things i liked. Trying to take pictures from different angles , I stood up once i was satisfied with my pictures and started walking down the hill internally waving good bye to my best place. 

I jogged back home and opened the door with my key, hanging it back to its place i walked up to my room. It was already 7:30 , which meant i had nearly half an hour to get ready and make a move to school. Today was my first day of the senior year, the much awaited year for all. I wanted this year to be the most memorable one , i mean who doesn't ? 

Walking into my bathroom ,i took a quick shower and started putting on my jeans and a yellow top with a mustache in the middle. I french braided my hair , which- let me tell you is a miracle , because half the time i couldn't care less about my appearance - just don't  look like a hobo  was my motto in fashion . But today being a special day , i decided to put in some effort. 

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