Azra is physically, emotionally, mentally, psychologically and spiritually exhausted. Azra needs a holiday like the earth needs the rain. Azra longs to immerse herself in calming, turquoise and aqua waters and feel the sand beneath her feet give way as she walks through the gentle waves lapping to the shore with the cool breeze caressing her face. Azra wants to feel the grains of soft, white sand slipping through her fingers while she basks in the warmth of the sun. Azra wants to smile up at the sapphire and cerulean sky and taste the wisps of fresh salty ocean on her lips...to feel the moisture glaze her skin. Azra longs to lounge about langourously on a white hammock amidst the rustling leaves of palm trees and to dine on fresh tropical fruit displayed in vivacious colours. Azra wants to smell the promise of long warm nights beneath the stars in the sultry air, filled with the laughter and joys of days gone by spent with good company. Azra needs to feel the world dissipating around her whilst watching the sun dissolve languidly on the horizon, her legs slowly swinging back and forth off the hammock to graze the cool sand below. Azra yearns for freedom, peace and serenity.