Lady Gibran

Abstract Fantasy Others

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Lady Gibran

Abstract Fantasy Others

The Boy And The Girl

The Boy And The Girl

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Today I saw the girl a couple of times while invading the woods... her face glowing with happiness. The contentment on her face was to my surprise! As I had heard of the turmoil fate had offered her, I was more than surprised! What was the reason?? She was blooming like a wild flower. As fresh as the lotus from the pond! Pretty pink, but with some mud on it! She was roaming in the wild, humming a melodious tune.
No she wasnt gifted with a lovely voice... but the way she hummed it, interested the boy passing by.
He was on his way to his work, he never deviated from his way!!

Contented in his simple life, he was dedicated to his work. It never gave him time to think of the shortcomings of his life. Life was not all roses, but he was happy and satisfied with his share of the same; was accustomed to his share of thorns. He had covered his heart and mind with a tough shield. You would never notice, no body would!

But she did! She was so different than him... bubbly, playful, so innocent, life personified!! And he hardly spoke, he dint need too though! His eyes did all the speaking for him.

She kept running through the woods not knowing that she had almost lost the way back home. Humming the melody softly, she was caught unaware by him. His eyes inquisitively staring at her. The tune she was humming seemed so familiar! Their eyes met for a second and the next, they were digging the ground. The humming was replaced by silence, to be broken by the chirping of the birds. And she ran behind them. "That is so kiddish!" thought he and rushed again on his way to work! But with her thoughts this time!

He liked to scrutinize situations, incidents. So subtly in his mind the process was on. He was busy thinking about her, though unaware of it. And she was on her way, but a part of her was left behind, in his deep brown eyes. The moment they met, got imbibed in her heart. Did she lose it?

Well lets see...
She kept wandering in the woods, for she was the child of wilderness. He was a traveler. As long as he had to pass the path he would notice her. He too would get lost for sometime.. but didn't  I mention earlier? He was very level headed... and we know that head and heart don't ever go together.

One morning when the sun shone its brightest, the flowers bloomed at their best, the breeze blew as gently as it could.. everything was so perfect in the woods. A normal human would surely be tempted to rest a while and feel the bliss.

The boy passed his usual path. He noticed nature at its best, But something was so missing! He tried to look around, but all was so perfect.

"What is it?? What is making me feel so uncomfortable?" He kept thinking.
Oh! the girl!! Yes the girl was missing! Her innocent laughter that echoed the woods, it had turned to dead silence. Where was she??

Someone softly patted on his shoulder. "Whom are you looking out for my son?" There stood an old man with a stick in his hand.

"No, no one.."
And he suddenly heard the familiar giggle. There she was, he turned in the direction of the sound. "Its her, the girl of the woods!" He almost cried out loud.
The old man stood there staring at him! "Do you know her??" The boy asked him.

"Whom my son??.. The old man looked astonished. "Her, this girl here.... she always sings and laughs here in the woods. I thought you might know her"  He clarified.
The man now looked frightened!
"There was a girl here in the woods, but she fell of the cliff yesterday on her way home. Some say she jumped off.. the truth lies unfolded."

The boy turned back to the laughter... it was still there... she was there right in front of him.. smiling and chirping as usual. And this man says she is dead!! Has he lost it??!!

The truth was, that He himself had lost it. She had got into his system without his knowledge. He could see her, hear her, feel her presence; though she was no where!!

When things are left unexpressed in this life, they appear as illusions. Sometimes its difficult to decide, What is the real illusion?? The life we are living or the life we want to live!!
And her laughter echoed through the wood and his thoughts forever!!


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