Tuesday, February 7, 2012

The Flower Girl.. (Part 2) :)


The last time I opened up to somebody, was when I was eighteen. That was the last time I was naïve. He broke my heart, naturally. After that, I tied myself to my flowers. People around thought me weird. What difference would it make anyways? I had to earn. My father was paralyzed to the bed. My mother, dead...


I hoped to see him, but he did not turn up. I kept looking around, but he was nowhere to be seen. The strawberry basket lay empty on the table, and there was no camera flashing around.

People came into the shop, and they left. I searched for him in every face, I longed for him to suddenly appear with his camera. I wanted to look at him secretly while he would be lost capturing pictures.

But no, he did not come, and the day passed.


Is it possible to fall for a person within a span of just two days? Was it just the desperation that was

building up within me, or was it something else? I don’t know..

Maybe he realized that I’m nothing but a rotten flower girl.

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Every Sunday I go to my mother’s grave, and cover it with all sorts of flowers. I sit there and talk to her. I tell her about how hard my father was trying to survive. I then venture into the woods to collect wild flowers and berries. I sit and watch the canopies of the trees weaving garlands from the flowers.


It’s been a week since I last saw him. The shop feels empty. I miss his presence. I don’t water the flowers. I flip through the pages of the newspaper, not interested in reading anything. And then, the exhibition catches my eyes. I don’t know how to react to it. I throw the paper away and close the shop for the remaining day.

But then, as the evening approaches, I find myself sitting infront of the mirror and untangling my hair. My mother’s silk dress fits me perfectly. My hair falls on my shoulders. I tab my neck with the perfume that

lay untouched since ages, and walk up to my father.

“You look just like your mother.” His voice is a soft whisper. I hold his hands and kiss them softly. “Is it okay to let love in, when it’s at your doorstep?” I ask. “You’ll regret if you let it go.”

“Thank you father. I’ll be back soon.”

……

I never believed in happy endings. Fairy tales were just a fantasy.. But when I saw a shadow linger outside my shop, I did hope with all my heart that it would be him..


“I knew you’d come.” He said, as he came closer to me.

“Where were you for so long?” I asked as he took my hand and started to walk.

“You’ll see.” He said.


And yes, I

did see. I saw something that was beyond imaginable.

The pictures hung on the walls. I examined them intensely, not being able to believe what I saw.

I saw my pictures. Pictures in which my messy hair fell over my eyes, the ones in that I held a scissor between my teeth…The ones I were laughing in, eating strawberries, smelling flowers.. And also the ones in which I sat waiting for him to come. Wondering where he was gone.

The last picture that hung on the wall, was of me kneeling down before my mother’s grave, laying flowers before her.

I stand there, not knowing how to react. I just stand there, and when he comes and holds my hands tightly, I melt.

“You never left..” I whisper into his ears.

I told you I would follow your smell, didn’t I?” And then he smiles…taking me into his arms.

.....

I never cried when my mother died. I was too scared that I might not be able to stop. My sadness came out in the form of anger, in the form of detachment…

But with him, I let it all out. I emptied myself to him. He held on to me.


“Close your eyes.” He said.

“Why?”

“Just close them, will you.”


I do as he tells me to. I wait patiently as he opens my hair. I feel him brush the tangles off my hair. He then gently kisses my shoulders and whispers into my ears. “Open them now..”


“How… How could you make a tiara?” I ask, keeping my gaze fixed.


"Your father guided me.” He looks into my eyes, and I’m in for a loss of words.


“Will you ma

rry me?” He asks.

“Yes. Yes I will..” The words come out, before I have time to think. But then, for a change, I didn’t want to think.


Is it possible that just one person can get your heart racing at the very first moment? Yes, it is. Even for someone like me..

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And yes, the story ends here.. and now I'm out of ideas for a new story!

Thank you for reading :)


Love,

Philo

61 comments:

  1. Beautiful ending, Juhi! What a lovely narration of love with all tenderness...

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  2. Excellent!
    The way this story began and ended.. Really beautifully expressed, Philo! People will doubt your age.. You have a long way to go! :)

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    1. Haha thank you! If you think that people will doubt my age, then they might doubt yours too :D

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  3. lovely. i do mean it. love the essence of the story. the flow.

    wait, how old are you? me too wanna polish my writing flair and now you made me envious of you. hehe

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    1. Thank you so much :) Well..how old do you think I am :P

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  4. wow wow..Philo I was hooked ahahaha..Sie goes emo look I have tears because I am feeling the same way..I am now in love with someone whom I can't explain any further here but I know you have been a witness to my life story in my site so I guess you know why I feel like this hehehe..thank you for this post Philo..thank you so much 。◕‿◕。

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    1. Glad you found love. Hope it remains forever :)

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  5. Philo =D

    I missed you! couldn't catch up your last posts but THIS IS WONDERFUL (HONESTLY)

    i thought this will have a sad ending but it turned out to be awesome. :) :)

    you are inspiring me to write a story on my life! :D :D

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    1. Glad you're back :) Do write a story then :) I'm looking forward to read it :D

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  6. i am sooooooo happy for this happy ending!! That's a great start for today!!

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  7. Loved your story Philo. Wish all love stories could end like yours. Touched my heart and got me believing again that it is possible, a fairy tale happy ending

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    1. Thank you for dropping by :) Yes, I too wish that life was a fairy tale :) But yes, if lucky, then we can find true love :)

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  8. Oh, I love it!! My imaginations run so fast!:) I love the whole story! From the beginning till the end...This is so lovely Philo!:) Muaaaaahhhhh...

    You're great in writing Philo, you make us feel the true heart of the story... Keep it up! Please share us more...:)Smile..:)

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    1. I'm so glad you like it :) Thanks a ton *grins back* :D

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  9. Wow great work Philo:) the flow of the post is awesome and this flow keep readers intact till last....Keep up the good work:)...Waiting for more:)

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    1. Thank you so much :) Yes, I'll try coming up with something else :)

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  10. U have given such a lovely ending to this story.. N thanks for giving a Happy ending to this :-P Your writing makes us spell bound:) *Love*

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  11. Philo,

    CLAP, CLAP, CLAP. Just beautiful way to end. You made me wonder where is it heading but then what a happy ending.

    Take care

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    1. And your comment made my day! Thank you so much Uncle :)

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  12. This is so beautifully written! Kept me engrossed all along. Continue writing such wonderful stories :)

    P.S - thanks for your reply on my blog. I will try to post something soon. Take care

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  13. Flowers are amiable,I wanna be surrounded by them everyday. I love your blog. Each time I stumble here, it's taking me to some place beautiful.

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    1. Yes, flowers are beautiful :) I'm glad you like my blog. You have a pretty one too :)

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  14. so beautiful! So magical!!! The true love... ahh... i am short of words.. Beautiful!! I am just reading and reading it again and again.. and it has touched the right cord.. I am not yet out of that world..
    Kudos to you! :)

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    1. Thank you so much for dropping by and for reading :) Being in love is indeed beautiful :)

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  15. n so they lived happily ever after :)
    i believe in fairy tales and i believe in magic..
    ur story has both of em here..
    very nicely written philo..
    i think it's happened to most of us.. sum1 unknown, sum1 we saw for d very first time, got our pulse racing high...
    ur story reminds me of one such incident too..
    keep writing philo..
    cheers :)

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    1. Yes, they lived happily ever after :)
      Ya, the sight of that one person who drove us crazy :P
      Thank you :)

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  16. A beautiful story to depict something as tender and beautiful as flowers - love !!

    You create images of love so magically ! kudos :)

    Thanks for dropping by my blog and for the lovely compliments :)

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    1. Thank you for the compliments too :) Left me smiling :D

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  17. unbelievable, u r mind blowing trust me :)

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  18. I was waiting for the story to end, before commenting. Might I say, a lovely read as always. Loved the new refreshed aromatic flavor of the post.

    :)

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    1. I thought of changing my writing style for a change :P Glad you like it :)

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  19. great ending- I know you'll come up with other ideas for a story.

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    1. No ideas till now! Hope something hits me soon :P

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  20. smiles...i like this much...def filled with love and warm feelings...and yes it is possible...smiles.

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    1. Possible for sure. We find things at the most unexpected places :)

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  21. Loved it when he embraces and kisses her! Aww..totally fairy tale! And I so could actually imagine raw pictures of a girl's hair, holding scissors and sitting in front of grave! Beautifully written Philo!

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  22. lovely indeed! so beautifully crafted...it have warmth, passion and that ethereal smell of flowers :)


    sarah

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  23. this is really a beautiful story,
    i am going to read the rest of your blog (:

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  24. Hello Philo! :)
    I had once tried to leave a comment on your blog but due to server problems, I couldn't. Later on I forgot to return. (Poor memory!) *_*

    I chanced on your site again. I must say that you have tremendous talent as far as story telling goes. Although I am not particularly fond of romantic, slice of life stories, yet I couldn't help but feel mesmerized with your writing style. You are a budding writer. Keep it up!:)

    [I hope that this time around my comment is posted.]

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    1. Yes, the comment did get published :) And thank you for such a lovely comment. I'm glad you like my writing. Thank you for visiting :)

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  25. This is a beautiful story =) I love it.

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  26. i love happy endings!! and this one is beautifully weaved :)

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  27. superbly written and ended well too :)happy the end :)

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  28. I truly doubt your age now sweetie :D:D

    A lovely powerful ending :)

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  29. WoW! What a beautifully penned continuation and complete story!! I love the ending! Oh, how I wish there were more chapters ~ that's the only sadness I feel he he. {|:-)

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  30. aww. such a swee story! :') I was just blog hopping after a looong time. Stumbled upon yours and i totally love it! :)

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  31. Read the 1st part, the male side of story and part 2 all in one go

    Thanks for the smile you put on my face :)

    Stay Blessed ^_^

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  32. What a fascinating story! And what a fantastic ending! Your story was just like the fairy tales I imagine most of the time and I always wish such stories could be true.

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Your words mean a lot :)