Today is a beautiful, cloudy morning. It’s only 5:45 am, and we’re already on our way to coaching classes. We laugh at our stupid jokes and try to catch each other’s bikes. This is my favorite time of the day—beautiful morning, empty road, and my best friend Noor. We play some silly games like kids. Noor warns me to slow down, but like always, I lose my balance and fall on the road. “Kanak…!!!” Noor shouts behind me.
And then I wake up. I look around my room. So, it was a dream. That dream again. I never thought this would become just a dream one day—a beautiful morning that will never come true.
TheSparklingWords // Anushree Vaishnav
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