Having
seen my own reflections, eager to understand the stranger within me , I gave myself the right of self determination.
Submitting
to this Declaration of Persistence, I contemplated that only a super power could now modulate my verdict .
My moods swung
from the summer solstice to the autumnal equinox , but the mind was vibrating, by no
means stuck in the tangible snow.
I may not control all the events that happen to me, but had
surely decided not to be reduced by them. The big moments were going to come. I just could not help that.
It's what I do aftermath that counts. That's when I was going to find out who
really I was ?
“I hate to hear you talk about all women as if
they were fine ladies instead of rational creatures. None of us want to be in
calm waters all our lives.” ― Jane
Austen, Persuasion
And here I was stuck in the turbulences of my own
resolution , hearing the outcry of my charming spirit sans the will power.
Consequently I bullied myself
into silence and unfalteringly stepped onto a brand new path where I would not
allow me to be made a victim.
The truth was that my Life was now going to be
what I made of it !
