Dreams Hope Destiny

A short tale about her

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She enters her villa around 6:00 p.m. She flings her white leather purse over the neatly laid bed covered with decorative pleated bed spread and pillows covered with a blue satin case. Her mind is wandering at a speed so high, she feels as if her life is going to be carried by those huge tides at the sea pulling her towards the moons direction, She has no control over. She closes her eyes and joins her hands together, kneels down and begins her prayers.

Amelia Albuquerque is a resident of Sinquerim village, Goa. Being the youngest amongst six, she is one of those pampered darlings not just in the family but also in the neighborhood. She is one of the most adorable, bearing barbie-like features and mysterious habits that leaves no human without admiring her. She is one of those with gifted brilliance, and a strong will-power. She has a strong affection for wildlife, she enjoys nature and loves to take care of mother earth by every means.

Amelia is now 24, an interior designer by profession. She has earned a well-deserved reputation of being one of the finest designers of Goa. Her time flies away with the wind of the beach while she plans the interiors of the mansions, advising on the color schemes, suggesting the light effects for the star hotels, the furniture set ups, arranging beautiful spaces and the like. She is very much dedicated to her work and ensures that her clients get the best out of her creativity and talent. Her highlights include designs of the interiors of well known Cidade de Goa, Royal Orchids, Estrela Do Mar Beach Resort and also some of the bedazzling goan mansions with class goan architectures esp. solar colaso and braganza house.

Today is a big day for Amelia. She has been called by the American Society of Interior Designers (ASID).This is something she has been dreaming all her life. Today, she is going to meet Ms. Svetlana Dolla, a member of the International Interior Design Association who is also a president at the University of Connecticut. Amelia wakes up early this morning, recalling the fact that it is she who has made this day come true. The day she has been waiting all her life, she recalls her dreams. A wave of creative triumph flows through her. She picks up the most elegant formal outfit that was gifted by her elder sister on her last birthday. Wearing the matching shoes and the appropriate shades of makeup on her charming face she leaves from her house, to the Sinquerim church and then to the interior designers association club at Panjim where the meeting was suppose to be held. Nervousness strikes her but she knows, she is well prepared to face the board. She believes, whatever happens god is always with her through thick and thin.

She reaches the venue well before time. She is welcomed at the reception and asked to be sitted for sometime at the lobby. Within no time she is being called to the inside room. The room is brightly lighted up, having the modern art paintings hanging by the wall. The atmosphere is peaceful, and there at the center is Ms. Svetlana who walks forward, gently introduces herself to Amelia with a handshake. Ms. Svetlana, takes Amelia further in another room where the entire board is present and offers Amelia to have a sit and they begin.

Two hours later, Amelia, is outside facing the club entrance. Her hands shivering, she can feel her blood running cold. She is unable to respond. Is this really happening in her life?
Well, yes!! Amelia has been chosen by the international interior designers association and she must travel to the United States by next month where she will be working with Charlotte Moss, one of the worlds most famous and fine interior designers! To Amelia this is no small thing. She has struggled all her years working towards one goal. Her dreams about being an international designer seems to be hugging her now. Amelia, What a dream come true!! 🙂

Its about dreams

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