*Pic- She traced her steps towards a rotting piece of log and made herself comfortable amongst the dead branches and moss. *

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Before Uruvi could reach her destination, the whooshing winds welcomed her. She could now taste the salt in the air. She got off the rick and entered the reception of the resort Sea Princess. Located at the sea side and away from the mad rush of the city, it was the first place that came to her mind for a getaway. After checking in she freshened up and left for the beach. She strolled aimlessly on the beach. How many times had she been here with Aman. The most memorable time being that of the proposal... She had now reached the sea. The huge waves rolling unto eachother, twisted and turned and finally planted soft foam kisses on her toes. But unawares of the sea where its waves ended, huge waves racked Uruvi. Uruvi felt calm yet was tossing and turning within, like the sea. She had read somewhere that being in such close proximity of the sea and staring into it for long, developed suicidal tendencies in people, made them want to jump in its long tresses. She couldnt agree less. Even in her current frame of mind, yes, she felt drawn to the sea, the serenity it offered but this calm and serene beauty assured her that life was beautiful even with all its turmoils. That her problems were nothing compared to its vast expanse. It brought a sense of calm and unhurridness in her. A small involuntary smile spread accross her face. She traced her steps towards a rotting piece of log and made herself comfortable amongst the dead branches and moss. For a long time she sat there in the absence of thoughts, aah, such a bliss! She was in constant company of the sea, with the sea moaning its age old songs in Uruvi's ears. Wooosh...wooosh...You cant always run...Uruvi snapped out of her reverie. "Huh..where did that come from. " Her thoughts zoomed in on aaji's words. She never liked people telling her what was right and what was wrong. But...could aaji's words be true? Was this only a mirage?...No..how could that be? She was hurting so much and the hurt was for real. But she sure had got fond of running away from problems. Was it just a coincidence that she ran away every time or was it a fault ingrained within her? Throughout the year she had got so occupied in defining her problems that she never once thought how she could solve them. A sudden thought dawned on her. Maybe ...just maybe...she had grown too comfortable about thinking of her problems, because she knew the extent to which they had the capability to hurt her. There were things she could have done. She could have tried to sort out things with her parents, but no, she didn't try even once, telling herself that she needed to give them time to forgive her. She could have been more open with people. Everything could have been so much less claustrophobic. But no, her daily routine of thinking and thinking on her misery was so much more easy. She was reluctant to let go and persue happiness, mend petty issues, because those were unchartered waters, where, she could never know when an iceberg may come and drown her unsinkable titanic of a routine. As a result, she went into monotony. Completely useless. Inconsequential. Now when she thought about it, aaji's drama queen remark seemed so apt. Haha. Oh, now this laugh there was a hearty one. Accepting her mistake wasn't that hard afterall. It set her free. The truth set her free...There was nothing that she couldn't work out. (Seems like she now has the vigour to conquer the world. :p). Except...Aman ....everything was well and good except their equation. She was ready to stand by him through thick and thin but not when he acted as if he would be well off without her around him. She didnt like to stick around where she was unwanted. Somethings are just not meant to be...maybe this was one of them. If a separation was what Aman wanted, she would give him that. It would hurt, it would hurt like hell, it would be ridiculed in the society but all that would be better than watering a dead plant...If Aman ever approached her for anything, she knew she wouldn't let him down. She would hear him out without any anguish or accusations, because she realized that she was at fault too. She knew she wouldn't shy away from giving them a second chance, even if it proved to be a mistake all over again. This time she would accept it as a mistake without building defenses against it. As some great person once said, she wanted to fly, she wanted to run, she also wanted to fall but come what may she didnt want to stop. (Comes from a movie actually, one of my favourite lines, had to add it somewhere :p). She got up with a newfound vigour and sparkle in her eyes. There was much to be done. The day had set but with the promise of a new sunrise. She retraced her steps to her room. She opened the windowsills allowing sea breeze and her lullabies to waft towards her. For the first time in a long time she fell asleep not to escape from the world but in the hope of living a fresh new day.