Look... isn't it pretty?She held out the most beautiful flower she had plucked. And there it was - the red rose in all its glory. A shade of crimson so intense, the flower seemed to have been stained in blood. The delicate petals so smooth, it was better than silk. The fragrance so rich and ever-pervading, as if it were gently carried by the air, like a bride in a palanquin.
She held it out with all her love. He took it from her hand. She smiled.
He examined it, twirled it. Plucked out each petal and crushed it in between his fingers. And he threw 'em all in the air. The petals pirouetted and bit the dust. He walked off.
The crushed petals left a heavy blanket of aroma in the air. The best of the rose was released when crushed. Its soul was liberated at the expense of its annihilation.
A silent tear rolled down her cheek. That was more than her little heart could handle.
Epilogue
Years later, she gave him her heart.
Maybe the rose was still better off.
Sad ending again Aiyyo!
ReplyDeleteBut I loved this line-"The fragrance so rich and ever-pervading, as if it were gently carried by the air, like a bride in a palanquin. "
It should have been the other way around.... :)
ReplyDeleteBut nice....
@ Sam: Yep! I seem to be specialising in it :D And that line's my personal favourite too :)
ReplyDelete@ Anish: Thanks... should write one, the other way round, eh? :)
The best of the rose was released when crushed. Its soul was liberated at the expense of its annihilation.
ReplyDeleteThat was great .. Happy New Year !
Thanks Tara.... Happy New Year to you too :)
ReplyDeleteVery beautifully captured emotions and in so few words too!
ReplyDeleteThat's the story of women. They don't avoid pain but court it. Their foolish hearts are filled with romance and can't see the violent streak lurking below the surface,,,and they pay the price, over and over. Terrible, isn't it?
Thanks Zephyr :)
ReplyDeleteI sometimes feel like complaining to God, as to why we are wired this way!
But I guess I should rather say that we are made this way, probably because only we can take this pain again and again.
Errmm, might not make sense. But it at least seems to consoles me... hehehe. The "if God gives you much trouble, you must be His special one" logic? ;)
simile.... :)
ReplyDeleteif am not wrong....
such a briliant way to express
all readers and commenters should have seat in that aura for a while to feel the epitome
Thanks Bhargav, for that very flattering comment!
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