An eternal love story…
Part one-
“First love is what makes u sit n draw hearts around his and your name in your notebook.. makes your innocent heart fill with happiness, makes u live in a dream, lets u believe.. it’s every Cinderella, Snow-white fairy tale coming true.. its beautiful, breath taking and everyone feel’s it.. and still its special, forever a memory, in your heart..”
Pitter pat, I looked up and saw the drops falling.. oh hell it’s raining.. I had left my umbrella in my bag! I turned back to go and get it.. as I ran back I realized how fruitless it had been.. I was already soaking wet, thinking of turning back I realized first day in school is not only about finding your niche but its also about finding ways.. grumbling at my stupidity I returned to class.. there was a boy in there.. oh maybe I can follow him when he leaves.. head down I moved to my seat to retrieve my umbrella.. on taking it out I looked up hopefully and began “ could u please help me…”
And stopped.. it was magical, his eyes.. it was like being stuck by lightning, a mysterious warm feeling, my heart started thumping in my heart.. he looked down and said “with what?” as if breaking the spell, I turned around, breathless, I ran outside.. into the rain.. into the safety ..
It’s been eight years, beautiful eight years since I was stuck with lightning.. and I still remember every moment of our first meet as clear as it was yesterday..
Marcus, my fiancé now, we are so in love, it was love at first sight.. so rare, so enchanting but so true..he is the one.. my one.. the one I want to spend my life with.
Looking down at my ring.. I know he loves me too.. it was the shape of rose, ruby petals enclosing a centre of sapphires, he had said rubies for passion and sapphire for good luck..
Bell ringing.. I turned and ran out smiling..
It was everyday custom of a rose delivery, he said that he sent me a red rose everyday jus to tell me how beautiful I m and this flower beauty was nothing compared to mine..
Smiling at the rose I turned and walked to my closet, my wedding dress.. my fairytale coming true..
Sighting the box next to it I remembered buying Marcus his gift, when better than to give it now to him, putting on his favorite dress, I ran out to surprise him at breakfast..
Reaching I parked the car and using the key he gave me entered, it was all quiet.. he had an official dinner yesterday, must be still in bed. Marching into his room, I saw him.. sleeping with his back towards me.. walking on I saw another figure.. in shock I stepped aside and knocked the vase.. Marcus got up saw me, realized and in horror looked on and said.. “ Rose, I can explain… wait..”
And I ran…
Part two
When Zeus created us, others asked him why waste time making someone powerless and so fragile?? These powerless creatures are a waste and would curse you for making them so.. Thy lord smiled and replied.. but I have given them the biggest power in the world, the mightiest they will be..Surprised etched on the faces, they asked what it is, for they can sense neither powers nor weapon… Zeus then replied- I have given them heart.. love is their power.. and all bowed their head and went away ashamed…
“ you look beautiful Rose”
I turned and smiled at lily, my sister.. “ thank you lily…. For everything…”
She looked on.. “ are u sure?”
I looked at her and firmly said. “ jean is my to be husband, and I love him with all my heart.. Marcus is my past.. it’s been five years.. I m over him.. jean is my life now..”
“but is it really that easy to forget him? He made that one mistake and he apologized.. he is your first love”.. looking at Rose face she let it rest.. “ just tell me truthfully you are happy with jean?”
“ love is a promise.. a promise of a lifetime.. it’s a promise to spend our life together..living for each other..
Marcus I gave my heart and trust, my trust and heart which he has broken.. it can not mend again..
Jean has given me his heart, his trust. I have loved, been broken and loved again.. there is no one luckier than me, for I have been given a second chance at love.. and believe me I will always love jean and only him, he is the one for whom my heart beats.. he is my life.. there is no Marcus”
Smiling lily hugged me and whispered.. “ its time, lets get you married”.
Part 3..
“Is it the dew drops on the first petal of the first rose blossoming in the spring?
Is it the silent whisper of the wind of the west?
Or is it the stars in the night sky spinning the way to heaven??
No, it’s the heart beat which thunders in my heart as I lay on his chest listening to his.. and know we echo one beat, two hearts melted into one, one beat in two souls.. that is love”
It’s getting cold.. as I felt the wind in my ears.. I kept moving, a rose in my hand.. hearing my feet hitting the gravel, a jump in my step and I kept thinking about rose waiting for me.. ever so lovely in the garden planning our marriage..
And that’s where I found her, staring at the rose ring in her hand, deep in thought, ever so beautiful, …
Marcus, she exclaimed on seeing me… “you’re late”
I smiled down at her and said “ it aint easy finding the most beautiful rose in autumn and yes it’s again not as beautiful as you..”
She smiled shyly.. put her hand out to me asking me to sit next to her.. “ we will be married next month.. it will be a white wedding.. my fairytale coming true..”
“Yes princess our fairy tale coming true” as I sat there next to her, with the sun shinning, with her head on my shoulders.. and realizing how rarely you get second chances... even though I had her only for a little while..She was mine... my Rose... the one who loved me with her whole heart..
Jean had died two summers back and Rose soon after had been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease.. Her mind was now at a phase where she was in love with me, before that one and only night where in my drunken state I had made the biggest mistake of my life, and I had lost my life, the one I had taken for granted.. My only love Rose.. Now 50 years down there she was in my arms, even though it’s all a lie.. She loves me.. and that’s all I care about.. fifty years I have spent repenting my mistake, fifty years lying alone wishing I could go back in time and change that night.. fifty years yearning for her gentle smile she gave me when she looked at me as if the sun shone out of me, I know this time is not for ever.. but I m happy, truly happy for finding my love Rose again.. I am living my fifty years spent away from her in these days..
I gently tugged her, she had fallen asleep again in my arms, “Come sweetheart, it is time for breakfast.. it’s your favorite hot scones and tea”
-Soumya Shree
- title name- Aparajita Nathroy
Friday, 17 December 2010
Saturday, 2 October 2010
As the cookie crumbles…
The autumn had set in.. Myriad of colors around as she sipped her tea and looked out into the gardens.. Late countess Alexis definitely had taste… she had designed the gardens and even after 2 decades of her life seeing them, there was a magical mystery about them.. Every season something new, more colorful and more exciting to discover.. Alas if only her life with Marcus had been the same too..
Five years into marriage, there’s was a golden couple written down as happily ever after. Through out her childhood she had known she was to be wed locked to Marcus and here she was his society approved wife. Today’s morning argument had left her bereft.. Marcus wanted a child, an heir to his family. She wasn’t ready.. How could she be, never having found love herself how could she mother a child and give the child the unconditional love that she knew nothing of..
Love, a funny word.. every time she thought of it she would remember Ethan.. had met him in Paris one eve on of her shopping trips. She remembered his golden eyes and that smile that had made her heart skip.. he had called her today morning.. he was here in England, finally coming back to his roots. He had said to meet tonight... after all they were old acquaintances.. And she remembered with a guilty crushing heart... the night they had shared.. fires ignited... as if in each other, quenching their thirst of a lifetime.. her one and only night of passion she had guarded the secret within her, cherishing the passion she had felt in his arms, hating the want all over again..
Suddenly needing to get out she left the terrace ready to go riding, running with the wind around as her thoughts went back to Ethan.. “Lucy, tell the stable boy to ready Starlight.. I’m going riding if Marcus asks..” a formality as Marcus never asked, never cared.. he was a perfect husband.. had never doubted that but then he was too perfect and she had become a bird in a gilded cage since the marriage....
Moving on Starlight felt wonderful.. Dear Starlight, always sensed her moods and now was galloping away.. not to the hills but to the centre of the forest next to the lake.. fresh wind had but lifted the heavy spirits and after a while Starlight also started trotting enjoying the beauty of autumn all around.. Reaching the lake she let Starlight to rest and wandered towards the water,.. that’s when she heard the splash.. Marcus.. with Mary-Jane, smiling… she had never seen him smiling like that… a smile that made him look hardly a man of three and half decades.. and as they dove into the water again she retraced her steps, found starlight and returned back to her room..
That evening Marcus looked up and smiled.. “ your looking beautiful dear, anyone special that I should be worried about?” he asked jokingly.. I looked down worried..” have I overdone myself?” with my oriental skin and dark black hair I had wanted to look well elegant and fun.. “ I’d thought the green would suit me..”
Marcus looked on appreciatively – “you look enchanting, should I wait up or is it a fruitless question knowing how girls night out can be..” kissing him goodnight I walked on.. I was to meet Ethan at his country home..
It was a dark night but had the most enchanting moon.. And that’s when I saw him waiting at the doors under the moonlight, and then he came and kissed me.. I knew I was on fire.. Afterwards as we lay together in bed happily spent I looked over at him and smiled glad at finding him again..
Yes we both knew our choices.. I couldn’t leave Marcus and Ethan did not want to be tied into marriage… our love so much beyond boundaries, was our life.. and we would go on with this life till the cookie finally crumbled..
“Thy lord asketh his son-
What’s the one sin he loveth most..
A while he took to answer…
Lust- it lets you liveth on..”
Five years into marriage, there’s was a golden couple written down as happily ever after. Through out her childhood she had known she was to be wed locked to Marcus and here she was his society approved wife. Today’s morning argument had left her bereft.. Marcus wanted a child, an heir to his family. She wasn’t ready.. How could she be, never having found love herself how could she mother a child and give the child the unconditional love that she knew nothing of..
Love, a funny word.. every time she thought of it she would remember Ethan.. had met him in Paris one eve on of her shopping trips. She remembered his golden eyes and that smile that had made her heart skip.. he had called her today morning.. he was here in England, finally coming back to his roots. He had said to meet tonight... after all they were old acquaintances.. And she remembered with a guilty crushing heart... the night they had shared.. fires ignited... as if in each other, quenching their thirst of a lifetime.. her one and only night of passion she had guarded the secret within her, cherishing the passion she had felt in his arms, hating the want all over again..
Suddenly needing to get out she left the terrace ready to go riding, running with the wind around as her thoughts went back to Ethan.. “Lucy, tell the stable boy to ready Starlight.. I’m going riding if Marcus asks..” a formality as Marcus never asked, never cared.. he was a perfect husband.. had never doubted that but then he was too perfect and she had become a bird in a gilded cage since the marriage....
Moving on Starlight felt wonderful.. Dear Starlight, always sensed her moods and now was galloping away.. not to the hills but to the centre of the forest next to the lake.. fresh wind had but lifted the heavy spirits and after a while Starlight also started trotting enjoying the beauty of autumn all around.. Reaching the lake she let Starlight to rest and wandered towards the water,.. that’s when she heard the splash.. Marcus.. with Mary-Jane, smiling… she had never seen him smiling like that… a smile that made him look hardly a man of three and half decades.. and as they dove into the water again she retraced her steps, found starlight and returned back to her room..
That evening Marcus looked up and smiled.. “ your looking beautiful dear, anyone special that I should be worried about?” he asked jokingly.. I looked down worried..” have I overdone myself?” with my oriental skin and dark black hair I had wanted to look well elegant and fun.. “ I’d thought the green would suit me..”
Marcus looked on appreciatively – “you look enchanting, should I wait up or is it a fruitless question knowing how girls night out can be..” kissing him goodnight I walked on.. I was to meet Ethan at his country home..
It was a dark night but had the most enchanting moon.. And that’s when I saw him waiting at the doors under the moonlight, and then he came and kissed me.. I knew I was on fire.. Afterwards as we lay together in bed happily spent I looked over at him and smiled glad at finding him again..
Yes we both knew our choices.. I couldn’t leave Marcus and Ethan did not want to be tied into marriage… our love so much beyond boundaries, was our life.. and we would go on with this life till the cookie finally crumbled..
“Thy lord asketh his son-
What’s the one sin he loveth most..
A while he took to answer…
Lust- it lets you liveth on..”
As the cookie crumbles…
The autumn had set in.. Myriad of colors around as she sipped her tea and looked out into the gardens.. Late countess Alexis definitely had taste… she had designed the gardens and even after 2 decades of her life seeing them, there was a magical mystery about them.. Every season something new, more colorful and more exciting to discover.. Alas if only her life with Marcus had been the same too..
Five years into marriage, there’s was a golden couple written down as happily ever after. Through out her childhood she had known she was to be wed locked to Marcus and here she was his society approved wife. Today’s morning argument had left her bereft.. Marcus wanted a child, an heir to his family. She wasn’t ready.. How could she be, never having found love herself how could she mother a child and give the child the unconditional love that she knew nothing of..
Love, a funny word.. every time she thought of it she would remember Ethan.. had met him in Paris one eve on of her shopping trips. She remembered his golden eyes and that smile that had made her heart skip.. he had called her today morning.. he was here in England, finally coming back to his roots. He had said to meet tonight... after all they were old acquaintances.. And she remembered with a guilty crushing heart... the night they had shared.. fires ignited... as if in each other, quenching their thirst of a lifetime.. her one and only night of passion she had guarded the secret within her, cherishing the passion she had felt in his arms, hating the want all over again..
Suddenly needing to get out she left the terrace ready to go riding, running with the wind around as her thoughts went back to Ethan.. “Lucy, tell the stable boy to ready Starlight.. I’m going riding if Marcus asks..” a formality as Marcus never asked, never cared.. he was a perfect husband.. had never doubted that but then he was too perfect and she had become a bird in a gilded cage since the marriage....
Moving on Starlight felt wonderful.. Dear Starlight, always sensed her moods and now was galloping away.. not to the hills but to the centre of the forest next to the lake.. fresh wind had but lifted the heavy spirits and after a while Starlight also started trotting enjoying the beauty of autumn all around.. Reaching the lake she let Starlight to rest and wandered towards the water,.. that’s when she heard the splash.. Marcus.. with Mary-Jane, smiling… she had never seen him smiling like that… a smile that made him look hardly a man of three and half decades.. and as they dove into the water again she retraced her steps, found starlight and returned back to her room..
That evening Marcus looked up and smiled.. “ your looking beautiful dear, anyone special that I should be worried about?” he asked jokingly.. I looked down worried..” have I overdone myself?” with my oriental skin and dark black hair I had wanted to look well elegant and fun.. “ I’d thought the green would suit me..”
Marcus looked on appreciatively – “you look enchanting, should I wait up or is it a fruitless question knowing how girls night out can be..” kissing him goodnight I walked on.. I was to meet Ethan at his country home..
It was a dark night but had the most enchanting moon.. And that’s when I saw him waiting at the doors under the moonlight, and then he came and kissed me.. I knew I was on fire.. Afterwards as we lay together in bed happily spent I looked over at him and smiled glad at finding him again..
Yes we both knew our choices.. I couldn’t leave Marcus and Ethan did not want to be tied into marriage… our love so much beyond boundaries, was our life.. and we would go on with this life till the cookie finally crumbled..
“Thy lord asketh his son-
What’s the one sin he loveth most..
A while he took to answer…
Lust- it lets you liveth on..”
Five years into marriage, there’s was a golden couple written down as happily ever after. Through out her childhood she had known she was to be wed locked to Marcus and here she was his society approved wife. Today’s morning argument had left her bereft.. Marcus wanted a child, an heir to his family. She wasn’t ready.. How could she be, never having found love herself how could she mother a child and give the child the unconditional love that she knew nothing of..
Love, a funny word.. every time she thought of it she would remember Ethan.. had met him in Paris one eve on of her shopping trips. She remembered his golden eyes and that smile that had made her heart skip.. he had called her today morning.. he was here in England, finally coming back to his roots. He had said to meet tonight... after all they were old acquaintances.. And she remembered with a guilty crushing heart... the night they had shared.. fires ignited... as if in each other, quenching their thirst of a lifetime.. her one and only night of passion she had guarded the secret within her, cherishing the passion she had felt in his arms, hating the want all over again..
Suddenly needing to get out she left the terrace ready to go riding, running with the wind around as her thoughts went back to Ethan.. “Lucy, tell the stable boy to ready Starlight.. I’m going riding if Marcus asks..” a formality as Marcus never asked, never cared.. he was a perfect husband.. had never doubted that but then he was too perfect and she had become a bird in a gilded cage since the marriage....
Moving on Starlight felt wonderful.. Dear Starlight, always sensed her moods and now was galloping away.. not to the hills but to the centre of the forest next to the lake.. fresh wind had but lifted the heavy spirits and after a while Starlight also started trotting enjoying the beauty of autumn all around.. Reaching the lake she let Starlight to rest and wandered towards the water,.. that’s when she heard the splash.. Marcus.. with Mary-Jane, smiling… she had never seen him smiling like that… a smile that made him look hardly a man of three and half decades.. and as they dove into the water again she retraced her steps, found starlight and returned back to her room..
That evening Marcus looked up and smiled.. “ your looking beautiful dear, anyone special that I should be worried about?” he asked jokingly.. I looked down worried..” have I overdone myself?” with my oriental skin and dark black hair I had wanted to look well elegant and fun.. “ I’d thought the green would suit me..”
Marcus looked on appreciatively – “you look enchanting, should I wait up or is it a fruitless question knowing how girls night out can be..” kissing him goodnight I walked on.. I was to meet Ethan at his country home..
It was a dark night but had the most enchanting moon.. And that’s when I saw him waiting at the doors under the moonlight, and then he came and kissed me.. I knew I was on fire.. Afterwards as we lay together in bed happily spent I looked over at him and smiled glad at finding him again..
Yes we both knew our choices.. I couldn’t leave Marcus and Ethan did not want to be tied into marriage… our love so much beyond boundaries, was our life.. and we would go on with this life till the cookie finally crumbled..
“Thy lord asketh his son-
What’s the one sin he loveth most..
A while he took to answer…
Lust- it lets you liveth on..”
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