She was standing at the window sill watching the sun heading for its dawn.Everything in nature has its fate so has the clouds and the snow that simmered and fell on the ground on the trees and leaves with so much ease.She watched as the snow resting on d leaves melted, slid on the leaves blade and blinked as the water droplet fell on the ground.The whole view was placid and appeared to be meant for her only. Angel could see the people hurrying back to their homes: no one, no one was enjoying the view.
Was she the only one who was happy? in such turbulent times when two worlds were at war, was she the only one who was seeking happiness and comfort in the snow! the greatest imagery of life.
Was she the only one who had found LOVE in these times?
Angel extended her hand out of the broken glass window to feel the calmest thing around- the snow. It felt strange, first to find happiness in between those broken shards of glass and then it was COLD. As she tried to grab it, the snow simply slipped out of her clutches.....
Even the nature was reconciling to her to wake up and face the reality but she chose very well to ignore it.
But Angel you forgot....
Seasons never stay.
Love never stays.
Past never wants to stay.
future will come in the present and present wants to hold on to you, feel you, love you.
Just turn around once! Look forward to see your present.
Angel looked worried at the nature's call. She turned back and even as she did her hand got jabbed by the glass and it bled. She moaned in pain but still "looked forward" and saw Andrew sitting. She was looking at him as he hastened to her and asked,"What happened?"
He took her hand in his' and said,"What's wrong with you Angel? why did you have to pout out your hand from there? Wait i'll fix it.Stand still!!" She smiled at him as he fussed around her.
"Now lets sit down" he said as she looked at him with all the love in her eyes.Yes! Andrew was her present! Andrew was angel's present.
She hugged him," I love you!"
He hugged back," I love you too!"
It was perfect.The beautiful present where the past had buried by it dead and future yet had to come in the present.
As she was heading towards the couch a waft of cold air entered from the same broken window and made her hair move. She "turned around, looked forward" and saw the same ice on the window. It had turned red by her blood. She was astonished to espy it. Tears welled up in her eyes. She went there, closed the window and curtained it. Angel didn't want to face the reality and "chose very well to ignore it".
Was she the only one who was happy? in such turbulent times when two worlds were at war, was she the only one who was seeking happiness and comfort in the snow! the greatest imagery of life.
Was she the only one who had found LOVE in these times?
Angel extended her hand out of the broken glass window to feel the calmest thing around- the snow. It felt strange, first to find happiness in between those broken shards of glass and then it was COLD. As she tried to grab it, the snow simply slipped out of her clutches.....
Even the nature was reconciling to her to wake up and face the reality but she chose very well to ignore it.
But Angel you forgot....
Seasons never stay.
Love never stays.
Past never wants to stay.
future will come in the present and present wants to hold on to you, feel you, love you.
Just turn around once! Look forward to see your present.
Angel looked worried at the nature's call. She turned back and even as she did her hand got jabbed by the glass and it bled. She moaned in pain but still "looked forward" and saw Andrew sitting. She was looking at him as he hastened to her and asked,"What happened?"
He took her hand in his' and said,"What's wrong with you Angel? why did you have to pout out your hand from there? Wait i'll fix it.Stand still!!" She smiled at him as he fussed around her.
"Now lets sit down" he said as she looked at him with all the love in her eyes.Yes! Andrew was her present! Andrew was angel's present.
She hugged him," I love you!"
He hugged back," I love you too!"
It was perfect.The beautiful present where the past had buried by it dead and future yet had to come in the present.
As she was heading towards the couch a waft of cold air entered from the same broken window and made her hair move. She "turned around, looked forward" and saw the same ice on the window. It had turned red by her blood. She was astonished to espy it. Tears welled up in her eyes. She went there, closed the window and curtained it. Angel didn't want to face the reality and "chose very well to ignore it".
