Ambitions! She stood gracefully on the balcony of Queensland Number One or say Q1. Grabbing her black coffee she leaned on the railings and gazed down. She could spot people rushing here and there. They appeared like insects, the really small ones struggling for a livelihood. She smiled - a half wicked smile - the victorious smile. She stood on the forty seventh floor of the building. She had always wanted to be there, high above, above everything. And today she was living her dream. She felt proud and triumphant. She felt powerful. She was the fifth successful businesswoman of the world, according to the recent business magazine. Still she yearned for more. Today she had success crawling before her. Today she had her dreams spun into threads of reality but had her happiness crushed beneath her feet. Today as she touched the heights, she had no one but herself. Parents? They were dead. Cracking a deal seemed to be more vital than visiting her parents who lay on their death bed struggling for each breath. Lover? She left him. His love was a burden and of course treading the stairs of success with a burden was difficult and so, here she was, all alone, free from everyone, every single bond. Friends? She never had the time to weave new friendships or cherish the old ones. She liked it this way or maybe not. She went inside and perched on the arm of the couch. She scrolled down her contacts list - 300 contacts yet not a single one to exchange giggles or share tears with. All she had were some murky frenemies. She flipped her phone aside and opened her laptop. Diving deeper into her work, she set a new ambition for herself. Ambitions were all she had - her priceless possessions! Kiara
Posted on: Thu, 03 Jul 2014 09:40:05 +0000
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