flash

a description of the changed valueless vigourously used meaning of the word -LOVE

           FLASH

The shoal was very yielding like an armchair.

Of course, I sat there. Besides me I saw a sweet Williams peeping into my shade.

“Hey, what stuff you are searching for?”I asked. No answer.

‘Not a sweet William, she is a dark William’, I thought.

Wittingly I looked after sunset.

Yes, he was about to go: was he in a hurry?

No .he is ought to see this little lotus.

“My friend, I know you are a wooer.uprise against this inju -stice. Are you mad to theatricalize this colourful happiness?”

I asked the rosy bush isolated in the wide lagoon in the front.

She is answering.

ALAS!  She is answering.

YES!  The beeps are now nearer to me.i can hear it.

Please breeze, I have to hear it,   can you please switch off your theme song for a few seconds? I wish to hear something from this lady.

Ye s it is clear now.

“Say my friend, what’s for this sacrifice?

 

She was preparing some soigné words.

“I know THY is solicitous towards me. My seraglio is already setup in HIS palace. But we are sequestered. If we join with mere sensational outflow of love, there will be no loving lotus and shining sun here. There will be only lovers.

I don’t want so. Our intention is HIS limit.

The world should know love is incomplete without sacrifice.

We are resorted to two poles to teach them this truth.

Nature itself is teaching you the art of love in you and we are the messengers of purest form in you.

It is not the simple infactuation developed. It should be a sacrifice for your loved ones; ever lasting memory for your beloved ones and finally a soul of love…..”

A break followed .As every truth is accompanied by a shock.

I was shattered. But then realized.

What happened now was not a fairy tale which depicts the story of animated lotus.

I opened my eyes.  I came to know that black has already spread far away from the end:   shower.

Water droplets made sweet Williams giggling. I stood up.

I felt the pathetic fallacy imparted on this sweet emotions.

Are we ought to pay the debt to someone by love?

ALAS!  What a falsie interpretation?

Faces of my creators lingering in my mind. Little lotus may peep back. But…..her words are still in my beeps.

May I look back?

Yes I shall. I looked back.

She was inside her cocoon. But she gave a   smile.

ALAS! She is still remembering me.

Yet it is confirmed. She is not a member of this world where fairy tale takes the dreams instead of the sacrificial love.

She is pure, hence.

Bye, my friend.

I was walking to the end.

 In a  flash everything  twisted up .

Revelation of new and existing fact changes my mind.

But I am neither a lotus nor a sun to teach you in pure.

The fact now aches in my heart, when I chose the longsome travel path for a walk………………..

 

 

 

 

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