Love is Blind But It Can See the Invisible (Chapter 2)
This chapter might seem boring to you but it was necessary to include this. Hope you enjoy and please tell me if I am doing my work nicely. any advice is welcomed. please comment....................faria- thanks for encouraging me. yea, you guessed right, I am an Indian. please tell if I am doing rightly. josie- thanks...
CHAPTER 2 - EXPRESSION IS NECESSARY.
It is said that whenever anything is worrying you god always opens many doors where you can get your solution but when your condition is very terrible he sends a messenger to help you. He is a very clever. In Hindu mythology it is believed that whenever there is injustice going on earth lord Vishnu comes to earth in human corpse to help people.
Castalia was thinking the same thing. he wanted an inspiration, a friend who could understand her. While she was playing the guitar, she heard sudden tinkling of gravel and she heard somebody coming. She stood still. She saw a boy. He was dressed sleazy and was walking hastily. But her eyes ultimately noticed his unearthly eyes which were so mysteriously blue in color but reflected a suffering soul. The boy came and sat next to her on the same bench. she noticed his face which was so pure and soothing just like an innocent child. They shared a quiet moment.
It seemed as if the time was paused and every single creature on this earth stood still to see them together, even the sun stopped blazing and it seemed as if whole universe was waiting for this moment. Castalia broke the silence-"do I know you"?
The boy replied gently "no, but it doesn't matter". Castalia was dumbstruck. "what do you mean"? boy replied" people who later become friends or lovers are also first strangers". Castalia couldn't open her mouth to speak. "you play guitar really well but you play it when you are sad, how can pain inspire someone to play such a melodious happy song"?
"Poets write their emotions on paper only when they have experienced such emotions. you need to feel passion to do something and that passion comes from within from emotions. I too need to feel something so whenever I am sad my music comes from within."- Castalia. "I have observed you from many days, you are always in pain when you are playing"- the boy.
"That's because I am never cheerful"- Castalia. Again there was a mysterious silence.
"Why?"-boy. "why should I tell you?" - Castalia. "because you don't know me so you can express yourself without any hesitation. who knows you may feel really good because expression is necessary"- the boy.
Castalia discuss her problem with him and in answer he smiles back. "it is not a very big problem to make you feel depressed. those girls believe in glitz and not in inner beauty, the beauty of the soul. no matter how beautiful you look what matters is how beautifully you think. outer beauty degenerates with time but inner beauty is eternal. The person after death is also remembered by the kind of person he was not by the way he looked."-the boy. "but I want to feel beautiful"- Castalia. "but you are purely beautiful. Perfect. just believe in yourself, trust yourself. remember you don't have to be what they want you to be"-the boy "thanks"- Castalia. "just express yourself and your lovely thoughts and let people know how lovely you are and never expect such people to respect you who don't respect themselves"- the boy.
Castalia was really inspired. there was birth of a new bird. "remember I'll be there with you when you need me not when you want me. time to go."- the boy. he ran away. Castalia remained puzzled seeing fading image of the boy. She was very surprised about this mysterious guy.
Days passed by, but Castalia never saw him again.
...................................................end.
It is said that whenever anything is worrying you god always opens many doors where you can get your solution but when your condition is very terrible he sends a messenger to help you. He is a very clever. In Hindu mythology it is believed that whenever there is injustice going on earth lord Vishnu comes to earth in human corpse to help people.
Castalia was thinking the same thing. he wanted an inspiration, a friend who could understand her. While she was playing the guitar, she heard sudden tinkling of gravel and she heard somebody coming. She stood still. She saw a boy. He was dressed sleazy and was walking hastily. But her eyes ultimately noticed his unearthly eyes which were so mysteriously blue in color but reflected a suffering soul. The boy came and sat next to her on the same bench. she noticed his face which was so pure and soothing just like an innocent child. They shared a quiet moment.
It seemed as if the time was paused and every single creature on this earth stood still to see them together, even the sun stopped blazing and it seemed as if whole universe was waiting for this moment. Castalia broke the silence-"do I know you"?
The boy replied gently "no, but it doesn't matter". Castalia was dumbstruck. "what do you mean"? boy replied" people who later become friends or lovers are also first strangers". Castalia couldn't open her mouth to speak. "you play guitar really well but you play it when you are sad, how can pain inspire someone to play such a melodious happy song"?
"Poets write their emotions on paper only when they have experienced such emotions. you need to feel passion to do something and that passion comes from within from emotions. I too need to feel something so whenever I am sad my music comes from within."- Castalia. "I have observed you from many days, you are always in pain when you are playing"- the boy.
"That's because I am never cheerful"- Castalia. Again there was a mysterious silence.
"Why?"-boy. "why should I tell you?" - Castalia. "because you don't know me so you can express yourself without any hesitation. who knows you may feel really good because expression is necessary"- the boy.
Castalia discuss her problem with him and in answer he smiles back. "it is not a very big problem to make you feel depressed. those girls believe in glitz and not in inner beauty, the beauty of the soul. no matter how beautiful you look what matters is how beautifully you think. outer beauty degenerates with time but inner beauty is eternal. The person after death is also remembered by the kind of person he was not by the way he looked."-the boy. "but I want to feel beautiful"- Castalia. "but you are purely beautiful. Perfect. just believe in yourself, trust yourself. remember you don't have to be what they want you to be"-the boy "thanks"- Castalia. "just express yourself and your lovely thoughts and let people know how lovely you are and never expect such people to respect you who don't respect themselves"- the boy.
Castalia was really inspired. there was birth of a new bird. "remember I'll be there with you when you need me not when you want me. time to go."- the boy. he ran away. Castalia remained puzzled seeing fading image of the boy. She was very surprised about this mysterious guy.
Days passed by, but Castalia never saw him again.
...................................................end.
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