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The Purple Scarf
The only constant in this entire world is 'CHANGE'. Every good n bad thing will change, nothing lasts forever, making 'CHANGE' the only constant.
So lemme tell you a story. A story, which I witnessed myself, every second, every moment of it. I better call it an incident or a phase may be, which failed to be the 'HAPPILY EVER AFTER'...
There was a girl and a boy, like any other fairytale love story. But this one is a bit different. Sharing the same school, same classroom, same bench, brought them closer. From friends, they started to feel for each other. That special spark was clearly visible in their eyes. They were supposed to be the best couple. Actually they were. Whenever one fell down, the other was always there to give a hand. Everything was picture perfect. One thing was constant and still is, the Purple Scarf.
The scarf was too special for her. She got it and him, the same day. So the scarf always reminded her of her love and made her feel his presence.
They lived apart and hardly got the chance to meet once or twice a year. But everytime they met, the Purple Scarf used to accompany them. From their first hug, till their last one, the scarf was always there.
A time was there, when they both cared for each other, even more than themselves. They were the ideal couple. From 'good morning' till 'good night', there wasn't a single thing, which they didn't share. Love was in the air. When they used to go for a movie, the scarf used to bind them together, giving them warmth and coziness.
But things started to change. Their love was taking an unexpected turn. Everything started to get worse. And one day they went for a movie again. Everything repeated. Hand in hand, they sat cozily wrapping themselves with the Purple Scarf. After coming out, they hugged each other and said goodbye, unaware of the coming consequences. That became their last meeting. A hopeful day out, which could have eliminated their growing difference, failed badly. They never saw each other again.
I'm still here with her. She keeps me safe, may be as a symbol of their love. Yeah, I'm that Purple Scarf. I've witnessed their love more than anyone else. I still do when the warm water droplets fall on me every midnight and she wraps me around her, before going to bed...
And like this, two people who couldn't even think of a moment without each other, became strangers!!
© Gunjan
So lemme tell you a story. A story, which I witnessed myself, every second, every moment of it. I better call it an incident or a phase may be, which failed to be the 'HAPPILY EVER AFTER'...
There was a girl and a boy, like any other fairytale love story. But this one is a bit different. Sharing the same school, same classroom, same bench, brought them closer. From friends, they started to feel for each other. That special spark was clearly visible in their eyes. They were supposed to be the best couple. Actually they were. Whenever one fell down, the other was always there to give a hand. Everything was picture perfect. One thing was constant and still is, the Purple Scarf.
The scarf was too special for her. She got it and him, the same day. So the scarf always reminded her of her love and made her feel his presence.
They lived apart and hardly got the chance to meet once or twice a year. But everytime they met, the Purple Scarf used to accompany them. From their first hug, till their last one, the scarf was always there.
A time was there, when they both cared for each other, even more than themselves. They were the ideal couple. From 'good morning' till 'good night', there wasn't a single thing, which they didn't share. Love was in the air. When they used to go for a movie, the scarf used to bind them together, giving them warmth and coziness.
But things started to change. Their love was taking an unexpected turn. Everything started to get worse. And one day they went for a movie again. Everything repeated. Hand in hand, they sat cozily wrapping themselves with the Purple Scarf. After coming out, they hugged each other and said goodbye, unaware of the coming consequences. That became their last meeting. A hopeful day out, which could have eliminated their growing difference, failed badly. They never saw each other again.
I'm still here with her. She keeps me safe, may be as a symbol of their love. Yeah, I'm that Purple Scarf. I've witnessed their love more than anyone else. I still do when the warm water droplets fall on me every midnight and she wraps me around her, before going to bed...
And like this, two people who couldn't even think of a moment without each other, became strangers!!
© Gunjan
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