“What happened?” I asked the girl standing in front me.
“Nothing. Everything’s fine.” She managed a meagre smile.
It was a blatant lie. The dim, sunken, saddened eyes which conspired with the secretive worry lines, the hollow cheeks with their soft ghastly pallor, the weariness of her once beautifully splendid expressions; said it all.
It was the ruthless decree of nature.
Just like the way lively blue seas gave way to violent typhoons
Just like the way serene almighty skies gave way to booming thunders
Just like the way steady, humble lands gave way to desolate cracks;
Nature established its cruel beauty in this human relic too.
Marred by the beastial brutality around her, she was still a wonderfully divine sight for she stood defiantly with her shoulders squared and her determination firm.
It is truly awe inspiring – the way nature changes one. It takes one riding on the highest peaks of ecstasy and elation and as soon one relaxes the minuscule amount, it slams the individual back to the ground, mercilessly and painfully; ramming down the bitter truth that nothing in life came without a price.
That is the wretched goodness of nature. And the aftermath is despicably brilliant.
The once delicate, fragile flower now bore hard, inexorable thorns.
She needed no one to console her, to comfort her. She was well off on her own and even though I heartily despised the drastic changes nature bought upon its inhabitants, I couldn’t help but feel proud of the girl who stood in front of me, on the other side of the reflective glass.
The girl in the mirror was me.
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