Nestling-1

Everyone has a choice. The choice to live, the choice to leave, the choice to choose. No matter how far you go you always leave some of your pieces behind. Angel knew all these things but still, she chooses to survive, it just took her some weeks to understand how cruel and how impatient humans can be. The surrounding can affect you a lot, people with whom you laugh can help you a lot thinking of it like every morning she woke up with a plan in her mind.

Every day was a hustling day for her, learning new things, meeting new people, as if everything is new around. Maybe she was happy but that happiness didn’t accompany her in her long run. She was afraid of making choices, not because of society or people whom she loves, but because of her unconscious mind which was not able to let her understand her own things. People around were talking about patriarchy, but no one was there to say “it’s okay, you can do it”.

Every-time she slept she dreamed things which should not be affecting her but they did. A horrific, ugly, unfaithful, and sometimes full of grudges. Her normal life was never normal for her, it went to the extent that she started talking to her shadows, herself, and her own grim. Nobody knew or can say nobody wanted to know what was happening to her, the people with whom she resides were completely unknown to her behavior. Everything was changing inside her but still, she was hoping for a miracle.

Miracle in time, love, people, anything, she was in search of hope that leads her to the new lifestyle, something that helps her to overcome. The nothingness of it all was making her weak day-by-day. The waiting was not accepted to her, she was taught to be a strong human in any situation. She thought of change and she aimed till the last for the same, not knowing about the upcoming obstacles she kept on.