Sun Kissed

A gust of brisk air brushed her face as she stood under the sky, strands of her hair flying about. A stream of sunlight spotlighted her beautiful face, causing her to squint a little. There was nothing about a lazy sundrenched morning that she did not love. She loved the way it brought back so many memories, compelling her heart to somersault with nostalgia. She loved how the air buzzed with the chirping of birds mingled with the calls of hawkers. But beyond everything, she loved the fact that it filled her with an inexplicable rush of positive energy. Standing under the never-ending cloudless sky, she felt terribly insignificant and yet, it infused her with a hint of hope that quelled any smidgen of fear lurking in her mind. She did not feel like curling up into a ball and disappearing anymore. Neither did she feel any panic bubbling inside her. Instead, she felt bold enough to face the bumps and potholes of the real world when evening came with its pink and rosy hues.

The writer is an A2 Level student of Presidency International School.