Morning Scribbling

She hangs the towel along the washing line in her balcony - her hair still dripping water and making asymmetrical shapes on her white kurta. She places her palms on the balcony railing and gazes at the skyline. Her concrete city is waking up and it's soon going to be another new day. A smile appears in her face. She fills her lungs with the city air, which is generally less polluted in early morning. Although life is busy and her daily routine hectic, it feels wonderful to be alive, healthy and smiling. She loves the early morning time when she can contemplate in the quietness of a city still in slumber. Rabeya closes her eyes and says a little prayer for everything life has given her...

*Photo taken from Google Images

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