Rey slowly walked to the mirror and was ready to start her routine for the day. She
simply kept staring at her in the mirror, her hair all messed up. She couldn't
stop looking into her eyes to see if there were any answers? Rey was lost for the
past eleven years. She had worked on healing in many ways but was not able to
come to terms with or understand. She felt like a schoolgirl, where everything was
not in her control.
Gone are the days when everyone has to have a uniform and
fit into a mold. The objective is to make everyone feel they have the same and
level the field. These past years, she understand her life is unique. Challenging
is the better word. Life has thrown a kitchen sink at her. She could not blame
anyone, but all she knew is, this is not right.
For a person who wants to see
the glass half full in any situation, she has at times begun seeing the glass
not really full. She wanted to get mad, at whom? All she can do is shed tears
sometimes and keep cursing herself to step out of that thought.
It was very
fast. She felt like life moved in slow motion while it was happening. Now that,
a decade is lost and she is no longer the smart, precocious, brave, disciplined, and beautiful girl she was.
