.Tuesday, April 18, 2006 ; 12:36 AM -
.His Mercy is New everY mornInG.
The curtain opens. It's a catwalk stage complete with hussle and bussle of last minute dashes before THE fashion show. The biggest of that year. Emilio pucci, Chanel, Versace, and some other big couture fashion houses are there. Ready to swing into whirlwind of frenzy actions. She stands there, transfixed while stylists enveloped her with glamorous fabrics and make up artists do final touch ups. "Finally my day has come. I am the star of the night. My dream has come true. To walk for the most prestigious fashion houses."
Orders barked, the catwalk platform lights up and the show is on. She waltz out gracefully. Flashes of light are directed unto her. The show is a success.
She is on top of the world. Famous, rich and blissfully happy in the arms of a handsome male model boyfriend.
They say there's always a tiny touch of curse in everything one has. And, it's enough to throw one into chaos. And there it is. Standing at the quickly dispersing crowd, as charmingly as before, her first love comes back. Memories rush in like a river water that just broke through the flood gate. She still has feelings for him. He pleads her to return home with him. She is torn between two men. She was torn between two lives. One life is a peaceful, stable and quite life. The other is a life full of glamour, and adventures beyond her wildest imagination. Which one will she choose?
