She comes out and stands on the balcony of her house. The evening has commenced. Daylight has faded and the silent night is about to strike. She witnesses the grey sky with a hint of the last rays of the dying sun. A sinking feeling in her heart consumes her. At this hour, this feeling is her constant companion. Then, she is uncertain about the future. Then, she is unsure as to the way she needs to follow. She remembers her loved one. She longs for his company. She becomes restless. It is the day that shows her a clear path to tread into tomorrow and thereafter. The evening gives her endless pessimistic thoughts. She goes inside her house. She puts on some music; gets dressed and goes out into the dreary evening. Her spirits light up the moment she sees the lights in the shops and the people wandering about. Everything about her is bright and gay. She heads home with a light in her eyes and a smile on her face. She reaches inside her house, puts on some music, and is ready to spend the night on a high.
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