
A dark rainy day—I stood under my umbrella. Children laughing, dancing in the rain, untouched by worry. My mind wandering over my misfortunate life, seeking bliss, but nothing is able to mend the heart and pain; hits harder and lasts longer. My lost desired happiness buried beneath grief. No sooner had a golden raindrop landed on my palm, pulling me into the reality that love and bliss aren’t something to chase; it exists in the now. Smiling, I stepped forward, letting the rain embrace me, accepting the joy I had long overlooked.
Writer: Eiman Asif




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