JUST ANOTHER MIDNIGHT....
Just another midnight and she saw the moon in its fullness and the earth feeling like the abode of heaven and sensed the world resting in the arms of Morpheus. And there she was feeling the tension in her nerves, the influx of the morbid fantasies of life crushing her once tender heart. Yes, a heart that had withstood the tempests she had encountered the past year and a half had definitely taken it away from the ambit of ‘tender’. She genuinely missed the tenderness though, how knowingly and playfully naive it had been, the subtle games of foolish childishness that she liked playing with herself and others. The year and a half that had passed was rather not-so-cool for an eighteen-year-old Gen Z. She obviously did not belong to the cool squad and her hard-earned wisdom had already absorbed the truth. She knew exactly where life was headed and had decided without a doubt that obsequious and unparalleled submission to the well-laid ‘plan’ that she had etched, burning the midnight o...