Chapter 63 Hooting Of Crowd

• The hooting of the crowd, the chuckles resonating with the words congratulations, laughs, and laughs, amidst some warm, jealous hugs, some envied that they didn't get the award but still showed off their happiness for her.
• I was admiring her from a distance, lost somewhere in the pool of people, music were bashing in the buffer pointed at different corners of the hall. The smile blooming on her face was something I couldn't describe in words. For a while, I groped for the right words but failed.
• It's was serene as the wind blowing at the beach accompanied by the slashing of the water waves in the evening as the sun hide its face behind the horizon.