One Amongst Thousands

In the generation of fast moving technology, every dot has set its pace accordingly. More and more we seek for, with every passing day. More and more we look up to every coming night. The generation runs and wins, competing with their own thoughts all the time and in return what they leave behind is peace. They seek attention.

A girl sitting in the corner of a table, playing with her cigarette, looked high and low for an approach. She was dressed up to the nine, in her best possibility. She was definitely looking forward for a person whom she can talk to for a while. Her solicitude was being ruptured by the thought of her being lonely in the crowd of thousands. Every bit of smoke in front of her called people to strive for her. Did anyone care? No, nobody did. What was the reason? After all she was a girl and should get some attention. Her massive glasses and lean body had hidden her shine inside her. She failed to wear thin sexiness and a bold beauty. Only she had was her desolated heart which scouted attention.

The curved, over exposed bodies were taking it all. People hooved over them like dogs on bone, the hook-up culture is in and this is what is making them deep lonely inside. Just like every colour has a brightness in its pure form, similarly a character has a stark in its originality. Don’t be someone else to be with someone. Be what you are and live what you get. Shine like yellow, and nothing can steal your emphasis. Accept yourself with your novel thoughts. Flawlessness cannot be copied and it’s the same with the one you have.

Relive the yellow with peeli dori.

Credits:

Article: Niharika Choudhary

Photograph: Ananya Kumar

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