Scribbles 1.0
She stared at the sky profoundly. It was immensely beautiful how it was painted with blue violet streaks. She hummed to herself ‘what a wonderful world’ enjoying the breeze while she wrapped herself with her arms and enjoying every second. It has been a while since the pandemic that is gruesomely taking lives and bringing the whole country into utmost misery, she could barely empty her mind and she almost felt suffocated. But she wanted to have one moment for herself, to reflect back and to stay composed. It was nearly dusk, she realized now the sky has painted itself amber orange. It was almost time to go back to her safe haven however her mind lingered back to her past memories. What is better than gold? She looked at him and paused, life maybe, while shrugging her shoulders. He let out a spontaneous laugh but held it back with a cough. She let out a frown but tilted her head trying to rack her brain, A pure heart, he said with his slow raspy voice, Both are hard...