It's a thin layer around her, a bubble. Her vision was crystal clear without disturbance from any dirt, without any dreamy thoughts popping into her head time to time, without any futile comments pointing at her. Only when she reach out her hand she could feel the bubble. It was a bubble neither made out of interest nor out of pressure. It was constructed to safe guard herself from the society,to see the road that was waiting for her arrival. The road will lead her to a place where she deserves to be. The bubble was carefully blown to get away from those who drag her down, who pull her from reaching out her ambition. Not just them but also few who has string attached to her in the name of affection and care. She doesn't need them, those who make her a choice. It was too late for the poor girl to realize that she was approached for some reason and when her assistance served their purpose she was left there alone again.
But now, with this ever surrounding bubble she is happy. Not just happy but also with complete concentration on her purpose of life. It's true that she wanted friends, relatives and soulmate. But then when it was seen clearly that no one stays till the end she decided to move on with this light weight bubble around her.
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