A new chapter.

A new chapter.

As she looked from her balcony, at the horizon.. the sky and the earth meeting, at an impossible distance, an illusion of human eyes... She felt that it was an illusion only to the human eyes. But sometimes illusion is not a lie either. It is a truth people refuse to recognise. Refuse to accept.

A glass slipped from her hands and she looked at the shattered pieces preoccupied with her own thoughts. The thoughts which she herself was confused about. As she rewinded her thoughts, she didn't understand anything. Just like you and me. She was baffled at how she let her emotions take over her.

She bent down and slowly picked up the glass pieces, carefully. Drops of tears fell on each one of the pieces. Not caring to wipe them she continued to pick them up.

A horizon. An illusion. The refusal.

But then this time, when she looked up, she saw the sun rising from the horizon, glowing brightly as if it never set. Of course, it never set.. but it meant something else for her. The sun rising from an illusion. From the refusal of people's trust. And is burning bright. Shining bright. Blinding all those people who refused to believe.

It meant a new beginning. A new opportunity.  A NEW CHAPTER. A new chapter she is ready to write on her own terms. A new chapter she will firmly write without giving up. A new chapter in which she will be the main character. A new chapter in which she'll have a happy ending.

Yes. A new chapter, that'd take her ahead.