Take my heart away … a story of departed souls.
- POURING RAIN
I was passing by the striking winds and thundery storm. My hands and legs were trembling, yet moved across the empty paths, dragging my frozen foot with thin slippers that were surely not something that supported heavy rain. With my black woolen shawl wrapped around me, I managed to march on and on in the spine-chilling wind with my lips and ears almost numb. There was something good about the rain, it was hiding my tears which fell with the speed same as that of pouring rain.. and I knew that they’ll keep flowing down my cheeks forever. It was not only a thundery storm, it was a thundery life.
“BUT HE LOVED ME… HE LOVED ME SO MUCH”
Murmuring these words, I moved on at the top of the valley towards the cave. I had no one to go to and no one to seek shelter from. I was alone and I had nothing left with me. All I ever had, was his love, my trust on him and how much I used to care for him. I was left with our memories… the memories in which I tried to bring him the world.
“BUT I FAILED.. I FAILED”
I whispered to myself and kept moving on while tears flowed down my cheeks, with no destination at all. He made me whole from bits and broke me down into bits himself. I didn’t know if I should still expect him to come back to me, if I could ask him not to betray my love or if I should ever try again to win him. I knew, either I will die or I will live like someone dead because it was simply impossible to forget him, even after all what happened. That’s how brutally my love treated me and how my efforts to make him happy were totally worth-less.
Despite the heavy rain showers, I ran out of my workplace after reading what he wrote to me from Venice. This was how I lost my mind that day and walked off absurdly just to take my heart away… somewhere far away.
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A year before pouring rain
- Pearls.
We stood up by a huge bushy tree at the Melissa Garden, which was also the place where we met for the first time. I looked into his deep crystal clear eyes in which I saw my entire world. The sunlight was hitting his fair complexion, reflecting back a beautiful golden radiance on me. I felt protected standing beside his broad shoulders and sheltered under the tall shadows of his up-right posture.
We talked for long and decided that he must go to Venice to find a job. Our little village had fewer opportunities. But it wasn’t easy to go; it needed a lot of money which we didn’t have. An idea break-through my mind and I muttered immediately,
“You’re going to Venice and this is it.”
He asked me in confusion how that’s possible
“I am selling my ground water pearls. We’ll get enough money for you to travel to Venice since you have some savings too”, I said.
We had arguments. He told me not to do this since those pearls were the last thing given to me by my grand-parents. However, I tried to convince him,
“See.. what you have is mine and what I have is yours. If you want to make me happy, just take it. These pearls aren’t as precious as you and your happiness”, I said while looking into his sparkling brown eyes.
“Don’t do this much for me. I swear, don’t… “, he said.
“You better not argue, I know I’ll win anyhow”, I continued after noticing his expressions which said a no to what I requested.
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Next week he left for Venice. I waved him off at the station with a heavy heart and tears in my eyes but I knew he is mine and he will come back. The last words he said to me still whirl around my head,
“I love you cookie, I love you so much”
“I love you more, my charming. I will see you soon..”, I said with a shaky voice.
With these words we both moved on to our ways alone.We wrote letters to each other. He kept calling on the phone booth nearby. We talked less, couldn’t see each other daily but I knew he’s there, right there in my heart.
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WHAT MADE HER RUN MADLY IN THE RAIN? WHAT DID THE LETTER SAY? STAY TUNED TO READ THE REST OF THE STORY. TO BE CONTINUED…
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