Beautiful flowers bloomed, lovely colors spread everywhere;
everything around seemed happy and lively. I walked on the paths of the road
and Richie’s only life mission was to unite me with her and she pulled me
effortlessly towards her barking away to glory. Every day she stood and as I
approached the garden, she came running to me and embraced me with great love.
The delicate scent of her body made me feel like she was an angel from heaven;
her voice was a melody and her breath wanted me to feel her all the more. As
she touched me and ran her fingers over my hair; a changeover to reverie is
what I experienced. It was a five minute affair every morning and I would miss anything
for the divine spell she had cast on me.
A couple of years passed by and I had grown fond of her; I
tried to control my thoughts but it was quite impossible. I slept with her beautiful face in my mind that
night with a decision of asking her to be my queen forever and I drifted away to
my dreamland where I everyday danced and sang with her to my heart’s content. Her moves were mesmerizing; she was a goddess
of dance is what I felt and I waited eagerly for the dawn to break and pulled
Richie from her kennel. I dressed in the best of my suits, wore the muffler
that my dad had presented me for my eighteenth year birthday and stepped out
eagerly to catch a glimpse of her.
As we walked towards the garden, Richie did not pull me like
she always did. As I went close by, I was stopped by the gate-keeper. I asked
him what was happening; he said that the lady is no more; she survived an
accident long back and had spent all her life on a wheel-chair in this garden
until she breathed her last this morning. My heart was shattered into pieces as
I broke down in front of the gate; the gate-keeper consoled me and lifted me up;
Richie barked and jumped all over me. Everything else just disappeared in thin
air, all I could now hear was my heart weeping in silence and the monotonous
sound of my blind-stick.
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