It was dark. And it was pouring down. The road was devoid of any homo sapiens. She looked at it with a blank face from the window. Suddenly she cried ''No!! This is unfair!!'' Everything seemed to conspire against her. She wished dawn would arrive soon and take away the darkness surrounding her. She was left without a company, without a person to cry to. She was all by herself in this moment of truth. Truth which she thought was surreal. She prayed that this would be a bad dream after all and all would be fine when she wakes up. That she would be as normal and cheerful as ever. But somewhere she knew that this was real and imminent…
She had two options. She dreaded them both. There was a war. And she was the reason behind its genesis. She loved both the sides. But she was asked to choose one. She felt miserable. Why can’t there be a compromise? Why either this or that? Why not an option which suited both the sides and her too? She suddenly started hating the person who invented the binary system. She tried to maintain her poise and started to think deeply. Her brain favored one of the options and her heart went for the other, naturally. She knew she had to follow the brain and everything would be fine. Everyone will be happy except her and the other side. But if she followed her heart, she would be happy and he would be happy…
He would be happy. That made her heart to bargain more weightage to its decision. Where was he now? Why isn’t he there for her when it mattered the most? Why did he leave her defenseless to face such a critical development? How can she ever take a decision without consulting him? But how can she consult him when he formed one of the sides? Her brain and heart were about to burst, unable withstand the pressure applied onto them. She was helpless. She was in a jail. She was at her home…
He stepped into the inundated road that was being watched with a blank face by another mortal. It was dawn. He had come to save her from all the perils. He saw her eyes through the window. He immediately grasped the dilemma she was facing. He had to help her. He took out the folded letter from his pocket, tied it with a stone and threw it consummately in between the window rails. Instantly she seemed to have unearthed the long buried smiles from her body and she had plenty of them to give away as she read it aloud…
'follow thy heart for being bold is thy specialty
or follow thy brain for being logical is thy idiosyncrasy
but behold of any surreptitious malicious conspiracy
rejoice, cherish, sing and dance with ecstasy
cos thy heart has arrived safely, smartly and sharply
to show you love truly, deeply, madly, fiercely and incessantly'
charmingly,
your prince
On the reverse side of the paper, it was written in bold capital letters- I AM BACK!!!
Monday, December 1, 2008
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6 comments:
nice to have you back buddy....
Good one... Keep posting... :-)
thanks!
expect regular blog posts from me this month :)
With this piece of writing you have reached a completely new level altogether ;-). Way beyond my comprehension! ;-). ha ha. "expect regular blog posts from me this month :)" , can do nothing but pray that his highness cares to cater to front benchers(pun intended) like me in future atleast :p
@yamini: new level? high or low? ;) what type of posts you need? audience's requests are encouraged in my site :)
hey... very well written..good work :) the poem at the end was really good as well...
@vahini: gee thanks :):)
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