Inside her she was still sacred of her steps ad pulling off life. Day on day she got more and more restless of her motive less life. She got herself engrossed in the motion picture life where the film reel would run much faster than the colossal picture of sadness which appeared before her. But she knew she had over come on day the mental block she possessed manicured it for a very long time to breed sky length discomfort and unhappiness for her. As an actress she was bold and out going, she did all the justice to her job and may be that was the tipping point for her survival.
When alone in her plush apartment in Oceanic glance on the 22nd floor, she would penetrate right through the sea, and kept staring at the sea as if on a voyage to reach some place across the oceans where she can restart and restructure her life based on the hard hitting experience life has fabricated upon her. The she was dragged back to reality when she would regain conscious as fast as flash of light and as a rubber band. She would mostly indulge in reading love stories and their happy endings would make unhappy, and leave her with an unattainable desire of a faultless collaborator, on whom she would rely and base her life.
She was back home from the premier and confidently threw herself on the couch one more to the list she said to herself, filling up the elegant glass of wine. A red wine she loved it, the color was that of love. According to her if a fine heart is preserved and crushed it would look like a red wine. She firmly believed it was her heart that was crushed in the glass of wine. She carefully took a sip as if feeling her heart pass through the lips reaching deep in her touching every part of her body and putting it on blaze. It was her heart that made the difference than the price of the wine. She glazed at the wall of achievements all awards she had received till date. Scanning each one of them she felt nothing, she cluelessly watched them as a child does in the initial phases of his life. As if they mend nothing for her.
It was one such sudden incidence that brought her to levels the levels that made her feel really low. She never pondered over the incidence that had happened to her. She went so low with it that it was taking her such long to get over the monstrous phase of her life. Sometimes in life you don't know why you are unhappy for you are just unhappy and the tempo of unhappiness is not know and cannot be measured. As being in the glamour profession she has ensured she mastered the skill of staying physically fit and gorgeous in appearance. At the end of the day she was best in this aspect of her life. The success was always on a friendlier note with her, she has casted a magic over him, he literally followed her to most in fact the entire place, except to
the places where her heart was attached to. Now success seems to be a manipulative and biased in nature. It always played barter with her giving her more success and depriving her from happiness.
To be continued………..