The giver Soul - The Winner Soul
The sweet orchestrated melody of the dawning nightingales shook me off her sleep while the kiss of the golden rays opened her oceanic blue eyes. However, the cool breeze pacing at 16.7km/hour filled the air with chillness, and she pulled her blanket up to her neck, enjoying its cosy comfort. The crawling golden rays inched every space of her face, inviting her for a tango delight, while the chilly breeze of December called for an extended morning retreat. Tuhina Sen was a vibrant middle-aged lady staying with her 2-year-old Belgian Malinois, Siri. With a weekend mood, she turns her back and pulls her blanket to grab her next REM sleep cycle with sweet dreams of her honey. On the other hand, the brightness outside and green grasses are calling Siri for another round of soccer. Siri's restlessness grew as the mercury climbed the thermometer's capillary, but the week-long tired Tuhina was an energyless stupor....