She’s kept waiting and waiting for the longest time… until last night when she picked up a paper lying beside her bed since her return, saying: those you keep waiting will count up your failings… she reads it again and wonders why she is getting all bothered… why dealing with shocking betrayals all over again… with the fearful moments… why comparing her inner sight negatively with others’ imitated masks… oh, all those bloody masks!

So she starts listening to her inner voice which was growing louder and deeper… *STOP* feeling sorry for yourself and keep your spirits high… *HIGH* enough to see life from a brighter side…

She then smiles, folds the paper in her mind and continues to live the most beautiful life…

S