Unburnt Ashes

Eisoptrophobia, a fear to see oneself into the mirror.
Autophobia, a fear to be oneself.
Philophobia, fear of being in love.
She never felt surprised after knowing these terms and relative meanings, for the certain reasons she believes that she stands "no-where" in this world. His voice pierced her soul,"well,no where is also a position, if you have a little faith. Value whatever you get in life."
Everytime she cried she heard him as if he was always there, praying for her, wishing for her, exalting her unskilled talents but as soon as she wiped her tears she knew that no one is near her. Looking at his picture she burst into tears again. "I am with you", once again he smiled in that picture. When she is sad, she used to believe every bait that comes across, be it a fake encouragement.
"Some questions in life are better unanswered, it takes time, it takes efforts, it find ways to get out of your life or may give you a lesson. There are things that come in our life and destroyed us, so there surely will be situations which would burn those malevolent things someday. All that remain would be the ashes, the ashes of evil, the ashes of the struggle.
Be the determiner of the colour of ashes, don't misconceive its weight and volume. Lets expose them to thunder and blow them away, keep those colours which made you stronger."

And the alarm clock clanged!!!
She Aroused...

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