Where is the passion?


She sat there at her desk in one of the notorious banks.. crossing her legs for a moment and biting at the tip of a pen, slowly thinking as she eyed the people from the corner of her eye passing by the window to her left..

She placed the pen down as she adjusted her seat and closed her eyes as she leaned forward taking a gentle smell of the aroma of coffee.. “Finally united again!” she whispered as she took a sip which sent it’s warm bitter sweet taste down her throat sending a calm shiver through her body.. Something she so much enjoyed and wouldn’t never let go of..

But that question pestered her.. Along with so many other questions.. She was the type who had a mind like a beehive there are so many questions that roamed.. And the type of answers that are dull and unexplainable just leave her even more frustrated..

But what really caught her mind at that moment is passion “Where’s the passion?” she wondered.. “Why has everyone lost their passion for anything!” she asked herself once more..

She always believed that life without passion is like coffee with no water.. Dry, plain and utterly bitter..”Why do people let go of their passion? I know there are some things we do let go of sometimes but definitely not everything! ”

She always believed that emotions are a mixture of senses, fire and light.. Despite that the mix might not make any sense to anyone else.. But to her it all seems so perfect.. Senses are the colorful feelings a person has  and the fire is the passion while light is the love  that makes this mixture complete..

She leaned back in her chair holding her coffee cup between her hands.. As the aroma still tickled her senses as if it was trying to tell her to relax and take her mind off it..

She leaned back and smiled as if she had got the message.. She had this charming smile on her face.. Everyone looked at her wondering what could be behind that smile.. And they all began jumping each to their own conclusions.. And she smiled even further and thought to herself “You know what? You can all think what you want! You will never get in there.

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  1. She always believed that life without passion is like coffee with no water.. Dry, plain and utterly bitter..”Why do people let go of their passion? I know there are some things we do let go of sometimes but definitely not everything! ” Etla3 men demaghi ya Tarek..how could you get so right!!!

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