Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Beautiful day

She was a wide-eyed wanderer who yearned to embrace the unknown. Her dream was to decorate the clouded canvas of life with images of her adventures. 

It was a trip that would change her life; but the short ride to the hospital seemed to last for an eternity. Her heart skipped a beat, when the doctor reminded them about 'only 50 per cent chance'. 

She had to wait for another 48 agonising hours. When the moment arrived, and the bandages came off, different hues of vivid lights flickered before her eyes. It was the dawn of the most beautiful day of her life.

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