What an utterly boring days of life!
lying stuck in her bed , lightly closing her eyes ,Jasmine felt aimless with no fixed routine.Thoughts of traumatic consequences of Cyclone Nagis in her country lingering on her mind she was still awake .She was in exile and she just relied on the up-dated internet news that always sounded sad and no progress.Military ruler seemed solid as rock.She had been overwhelmingly longing to be back in her places for ages.But it was just like her dreams ,faded away as morning approaching ,although faces of the children orphaned by that
disastrous cyclone remained silhouetted on her mind.
Writing posts,stories,notes and poems on her computer and reading books are the only live activities in her days.She was not so pleased with this situation and she thought that she was motionless as if she was in a thick fog.She had so much things to do.She couldn't help thinking of the future of her native land and the people.
She was wondering the people celebrating and enjoying in those meticulously organized events with great joy.Cheerful laughters of people in sophisticated life style reminded her of opposite sense.That is the despairing cries of the people of her native land ,struggling to survive in an abject poverty. They had been deprived of their rights and freedom by the ruling regime.
There was a long lasting dream in her mind for those needy,thinking how and what she was capable of.Suddenly her instinct came alive and sang her a song ,by singer Whitney Houston , '' The greatest love of all ".
She was a keen patriot.She should have done something .It must be achievable in one day.
Of course . If she loved herself she was the only one who can fulfill her needs.She found her strength in the greatest love of all.She courageously smiled herself and heaved a sigh of releif .
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