Steering through the Storm

No, I will not sink…come what may, she thought to herself with all the determination her light and tiny self could muster.She momentarily leaned onto a rock weighed down by the heaviness seeping through her weary body, but quickly regained her lost vigor and pushed herself ahead despite the turbulent cloudburst.

Those behind her had succumbed to the rough weather but she was determined that she wouldn’t give up till she parked herself safely out of the catastrophic waters.

It was pelting torrential madness, but my little paper boat had managed to reach the other side of the puddle braving all the ups and downs – not because she let herself flow away with the raging current, but because she willed herself to rise above the circumstances, sail through the hardships before they pulled her down, to make it wonderfully in time to enjoy the beauty of monsoon!