Sparks from the ashes

The house was quiet .. sitting at her desk.. she was dozing off.. but the conflict in her mind shook her up.. as the silence of the night unlocked the doors of her heart.. the debate began.. her heart painted a beautiful picture of the smile.. the charm.. the warmth.. the fun.. the bond.. in a flash .. the mind burnt it with the pain.. the stinger .. the reality.. She replayed it over and over again.. bewilderment only prevailed.. She couldn’t decide.. whether to let go or hold on tight.. Sigh! She started all over again.. defined him as a bundle of joy.. an epitome of fun.. a surprise package of talent.. a mastermind of solutions.. a lovable chatter box.. a magnet which drew every lass.. he perfectly fit the tag ‘the prince charming’ but.. but.. a discreet heart.. a complex mind.. a care free attitude framed the other side of him..he was so typically ‘a boy’ … Cronies who joined hands initially.. enjoyed his charm.. his warmth .. his company.. dropped out as the journey proceeded.. having figured out that the destination is still far away.. no one could get closer to him.. the friendship neither deepens or strengthens.. the aftermath being rifts.. typhoons and tornadoes hit but nothing shook this mighty heart.. Friends withered.. time crawled.. smiles faded.. scars remained..

However, there was a heretic who believed that this cloak of charm.. fun .. ignorance.. immaturity.. camouflaged a heart which was sensible.. sensitive.. practical.. serious.. and with oodles of love .. Carried away by the facade people failed to unveil the real persona.. with the passing years.. it shut itself behind the bars.. prohibited for anyone.. Though he was tagged ‘ incorrigible’ she knew what he was.. she saw something in him which didn’t appeal to others.. she knew that his real persona could take everyone by storm.. so she was covertly beaveriug away on breaking the iron curtain.. and reach his bosom.. she left no stone unturned.. she was a fighter .. she tried over and over again.. disappointments and failures engulfed her.. at the saturation point.. trying to unravel the mysteries of his persona.. she fell for him.. but what ignited the spark of love in her.. she didn't know.. was it the disguised him or the real him.. neither her mind or her heart knew.. she hated him for his obstinacy but loved him for his concealed sensibility .. the conflicts were never ending..

As in any fairy tale love won over hatred.. but in reality she failed.. her love faltered.. she couldn't win his heart.. he tossed her away.. this set her heart ablaze.. but like the phoenix.. her heart was born from the ashes.. now with more love and more strength.. ready to conquer his heart.. but he vanished .. she could no longer reach him.. time dwindled… DONG..the clock struck twelve.. she sank in her bed..sealed her eyelids.. waiting for her prince charming to turn up someday.. at least for now in her dreams…