(The first half of the
story was contributed by a friend, Snigdha, who by herself is an excellent
freelance writer)
SHE:
The blazing sun shone
like a diamond. Its rays were so bright that humans flinched at its shine and in
those sunny rays was a man of magnificence. His robes shined as the rays tell
on it. His eyes were so black that you could tell the empty void just by a
glance. His wispy golden hair dazzled and swayed with the wind. But it wasn’t
any of these that defined his magnificence. It was a pair of black wings that
were attached to his back, like a shroud that covers a corpse. His gaze was
fixed at something that no one else could see. His eyes, filled with
loneliness, began to fill with hope he wished he never had. He quirts his gaze
in frustration, but he couldn’t do for a long time because his eyes seeks that
one thing he can never have, a woman. His eyes, his heart, his body and his
soul seeks that woman. A woman so different from him, in mind, in body, in
soul, aura, that it ached just to look at her. He hardens his gaze and turns
away from her, trying to be go unheeded from everyone and most importantly from
the woman, he loves, for he was not there to love her but KILL HER!!!!
ME:
But how could he
hurt the one he now loved the most. Guilt filled his empty eyes and the aroma
that the wind carried, seems to kill something inside him. He caught a last
glance of her from the corners of his eyes. The glance that would suffice for
the rest of his oblivion life and her smell would keep him alive till his last
breath. The little withered leaves at his feet rustled and the sun hid himself
behind the clouds in fear as if it knew what his masters would do to him if he
left the woman alive, the angel that fell from heaven. With his serene disposal
and chaotic heart he widespread his wings for once to fly away and embrace what
may come, for life or death did not matter to him anymore because he was
already leaving himself with her.
But the
fate has scripted a whole different story on the universe’s psyche and what it
withheld was unheard of. She swiftly moved towards him amidst the rustling
leaves. Everything fell silent and the sun peeped from the corner of a cloud,
still apprehensive. His dark wings embraced him more as she neared, as if they
fear they would part from him. She reached him and drew her petal soft palm
from her white gown to place it on his shoulder. The touch felt like a long
craved cupid’s arrow and he felt a deep sting till his nerves. He felt dying. He
felt destroyed.
He stooped on the ground, screaming inside as his wings fell off on his
sides. His eyes glowed like a diamond with her aura in it. He peeped up to realize
that it was this touch that was going to break his curse, make him human again,
allow him to be in love. HE WAS REBORN.
(Thank you for reading)
