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24| The Simple Thrill
Masood Wordsworth is describing how memories of nature (the daffodils) can bring joy and happiness even when we're alone in humdrum of life, and how our minds can wander and find pleasure in those memories. These memories are the esset of my life. Masood
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As Julia's life quite slowly drained from her eyes, turning them motionless and blank, she gave Vicky a faint glance and a longer one as she was suggesting him to take care of her baby, lingering look at the baby in her arms, her little girl, before her gaze fell out. Vicky, holding her waist in his lab, tried to console her, reassuring her that everything would be fine and smooth and that the fiat aid was on its way to take her to emergency room....Ten Year AgoJulia and Vicky had been inseparable best intimate friends during their studies at the Art and Science Communal College in Glasgow, where they reasoned natural sciences together with all devotion and future dreams in their fifth semester, nearly ten years ago, unbeknownst about their fate. However, their friendship was put to the test and ultimately cut short when Julia's stepfather arranged for her to marry his cousin, a wealthy car dealership owner in the West Indies, near the coastal line. It was feared that this sudden t
Striding Spirits 26| A Love Unvoiced
"'Hurrah! I've got my first bike!' Vicky exclaimed, beaming with determinationa joy. His joy knew no bounds. Ashley, her close loving friend, congratulated her with a grin. "My treat?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.On a whim, Ashley hopped onto the back seat in no time, sending Vicky into a thrilled frenzy. The moments were very fleeting. He pedaled furiously, racing down the winding road towards KFC, where they planned to indulge in some crispy snacks and drinks.As they rode, their bodies touched, sending sparks wild flying. When Vicky applied the brakes, Ashley's arms instinctively wrapped around his waist firmly though shyly, sending his heart racing.'What am I doing?' he wondered, trying to shake off the unfamiliar flutter in his chest. He couldn't justify the strange emotions swirling inside him – raising the emotions he'd never experienced before. Only hums of horns made him drive alert on the way.Ashley and Vicky sat in a long undeniable, basking in the warmth
Striding Spirits 27 | Beneath the Scary Sky
Vicky's passion for nature inspired him to continually explore and express his creativity through drawing and writing. As he delved deeper into the natural world, he gained a deeper understanding of its complexities and realities.With his wooden box of Marie's vibrant colour tubes and an array of brushes in various sizes, he revelled in the familiar ritual of creating art. But it was the pungent aroma of Turpentine oil that brought him the most joy, its distinctive scent always transporting him to a state of serenity and inspiration.The box contained some pieces of cloth and thumb pins. It was tightly with a flexible sling on the carrier of his cycle. As he used to set off early to select a spot near the bank of the river that was ten to fifteen miles away from his home.Upon reaching the riverbank at about 10 am, Vicky was struck by the vast expanse of water stretching out before him, its source tracing back to the distant snow-capped mountains.The rising sun, now a burning orange-
Striding Spirits 28| Ophelia's Escape - Part I
Ophelia emerged from her shower, enveloping herself in a plush sky-blue towel as her long blonde hair dripped and clung to her skin. She wrapped a second towel around her hair in a turban-style knot before completing her morning routine, and dressed up. Her workdays blended in a predictable pattern: from 8 pm to 4 pm, she was confined to the office, enduring Andrew's monotonous and frivolous directives despite her complete failure to avoid Andrew. Andrew, a 21-year-old still dependent on his fussy mother, struggled to find his place in the world. His morning ritual was a chaotic scramble: waking up at 10 am, grabbing his briefcase and cell phone with dying battery and rushing out the door, only to realize he'd left his charger behind. Upon arriving at the office, he'd inevitably call Ophelia, asking to charge his mobile. Sometimes he asked for a charger to show her that he had got a new mobile, to which she'd patiently reply, "No," accompanied by a silent eye-roll. "How can I funk
Striding Spirits 29| Ophelia's Challenges at New Job
Ophelia finally found a new job at Master's Builder construction company, and she could be happier to leave Andrew's Skyline Agency behind. However, her aunt was furious when she found out about Ophelia's resignation and moving elsewhere. Little did Ophelia know, her new boss, Mrs. Brown Dick, had her agenda. Mrs Dick planned to use Ophelia as a pawn to secure government tenders, exploiting her innocence and charm.Unbeknownst to Ophelia, Mrs Dick was setting her up for a challenging situation. She arranged a champagne party at her home, inviting the influential Alpha builders for a night of revelry. The party's true purpose remained hidden, but it seemed to be linked to Ophelia's virtue. As the day of the party approached, Ophelia remained oblivious to the danger lurking ahead, enjoying her new work environment and the sense of freedom that came with it. Mrs Dick's intentions were far from pure, and Ophelia was about to face another test of her resilience and determination. Would s
Striding Spirits 30 | Mark's Entry is a Ray of Hope
Mark, a familiar face from Vicky's carefree past, strode into Ophelia's office, his eyes widening as he took in the woman behind the desk. The soft light danced across her features, illuminating a beauty that left him momentarily breathless.He had heard whispers of Vicky's entanglement in her affairs, but nothing had prepared him for the reality of her presence.Mark's eyes locked onto Ophelia's face, but his mind couldn't struggle to connect it to the girl Vicky had once loved. The features before his heart seemed too radiant, too vibrant, to belong to the same person who had captured Vicky's heart.Mark, representing Alpha Builders Company, had missed a meeting with Mrs. Dick a couple of nights prior. As he entered the office, his gaze fell upon a lovely figure he had been searching for - his mate. But what caught him off guard was the sight of Ophelia, sitting by the laptop, her radiant skin glowing warmly, and her mahogany hair fluttering softly in the gentle morning breeze waftin
Striding Spirits 31| The Bittersweet Choice When Love Lets Go
"Time whisks by, clarity flees, and indecision reigns. The future remains a secret, until the moment of truth.""Time's Secret"Vicky was jolted back to the present by Ophelia's call.With Vicky's approval, Ophelia's hesitation vanished. She felt a sense of trust, knowing that Vicky had vouched for Mark.However, Vicky's attempts to get Mark's attention earlier had gone unnoticed, despite having mentioned his connection to Mark before. Mark, it seemed, was not one to be swayed by superficial connections or physical appearances. He was genuine and kind, making Ophelia feel at ease in her new surroundings.'Love and large-hearted added together always leave always marks too deep to remove.' As Mark smoothly navigated their professional relationship, Ophelia found herself growing more comfortable around him. Her initial reservations about Mark began to fade, replaced by a sense of gratitude and curiosity.She started to see Mark in a new light, appreciating his gentle nature and sincere
Striding Spirits 32| The Path Less Taken
Train journeys had always captivated Vicky since his childhood, and this one was no exception. The thrill of adventure mingled with trepidation as the train rumbled out of Penzance station, leaving the familiar behind. "You've insulted me, you think I'm funky and narrow-minded woman!" Carol taunted Vicky every now and then. So it made Vicky's smile distorted and brought refugees to some other city. "Quit, quit, anyway! " Vicky found the solution packed his briefcase with a few pants and shirts and a short, and wore snickers for a comfortable walk. Thanks to his vague thoughts he chose a far-off city to take refuge. If he had visited the nearest town, he would haven't returned. Now, Vicky was headed to London, ready to face new challenges and unearth secrets that had long been hidden. He used to find all possible ways to better himself since his father left this world. Earlier, Vicky in the company of his two friends Danial and Locas had settled into his seat, mesmerized by the ru
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