Let Fantasy Be Fantasy
Some questions remains unanswered all the time in our life and we intend to be the way they are.
I followed the eighteen year-old girl in me. It did not take much moments in time, for someone to enter my life, without even a knock, to break the silence. May be there was a buried secret unspoken, my songs were all about loneliness and wanting.
Later someday, it started blooming like a bud rose with alluring colors. When he proposed to me for the first time, I still remember that chill of an iceberg. Eventually I was envisaging myself turning to be a butterfly, just out of a pupa.
I thought about all the emotions behind the question. I was too embryonic, too imprudent to close my eyes and think that life is a bed of roses. I missed the factual precision there, since the roads in front of me were so cool and olive.
I stepped in to them like an impatient baby waiting to leave; I remember the sight of the blue running stream chilled my eyes, all the way.
For the first few timeless moments neither of us spoke a word, a slowly delineate of unspoken binding, and later as it takes a smile broke the silence for a long way, another undefined long journey.
I listened to the smallest whisper you made and gradually I relaised that every moment with you are priceless, can’t buy them. Yes, they were so imperative for me and may be I gave a very little time to go on its ways.
No sooner I have to comprehend that it bears the naked face of truth. The bud of love blossomed to a red flower and sooner then you can imagine it lost its fragrance, spice and color. I started speculating if he was a man worth taking seriously in my life, but the answer was always no. But the thoughts were much easier than what you have to do, can’t find the answers to all the mysteries and everything turned me speechless. And then one day, we had to choose the path where we had to expel each other, I heard the steps getting off the corridor, I obscured to the huge flood carried me missing.
When I looked back, there was a war to fight and conquer and the roads beside are too slender to go. What did I inherit my ways there? I started...