Category : Stories

Sub Category : Fantasy

She was reading Sophie's World at her balcony lying on a comfortable armchair and sipping refreshing orange juice time and again, as if gulping the giant philosophy of the book. The sky was sapphire blue presenting a fine play ground for birds. She good exhausted with the world around her, the idea about it's reason to exist and its way of autonomous labour bothered her and she was totally clueless to its origin.
Consequently, keeping book on the side table with a thud without a bookmark, Because every page aroused same mysteries and questions. She stood with a blank mind staring at the street below.
Suddenly a huge crowd gathered outside screaming fiercely, singing, dancing crazily. To quench her curiosity she stepped out to find the reason behind frivolity. And with a lightening speed a bucket of quaggy substance hit her sly structure.
Startled she stood and a roar of laugh and a young girl holding a banner cried, "IT'S THE MUD DAY!".
Bursting into a great, life filled laugh. She started playing and dancing without putting a single thought to great things like the origin of this life and enjoying the beauty of small things having great impact.