Good Morning!
Amidst the
thousand written texts saying good morning, there was one who made it. He
opened the curtains, enjoyed the irritation I faced because of the sun rays on
my eyes. He handled my loose hair and placed the flick behind my ear. He
whispered good morning. We both enjoyed my smile which carried a fake irritation.
Suddenly the alarm rang. I woke up and he vanished. I couldn’t remember his
face but still carried his essence. The bewildered face had a confident smile
which signified hope. This will be true one day. With this hope, I begin my day…
