#Chapter161
I don’t know how long we have been on air but never have we for once stopped for refuel or anything of sort. The plane has everything in it making it comfortable as provision seems in excess although I was only ever allowed the liberty to pee with the help of two armed bodyguards taking me back and forth and nothing more; just locked up in the room awaiting my fate of marriage. I always dreamt I will one day sit in front of the mirror and get myself dolled up for my special day with my favourite person who will be waiting for me at the end of the aisle as I am being escorted to him by my father. The only problem stands that the more I watch the rise and fall of the sun the more the chances of finding me hits me hard like a tsunami or the mocking clown telling me I am in for a long haul.
