I remember the little girl collecting the scattered blossoms of frangipani one quiet afternoon. For some odd reason her love for the fragrant creamy flowers grew with time. Little did she know that one day the very word 'frangipani' would engulf her entire existence.
The story began like any other but ended like she had never imagined possible. And the end..the end was the beginning of a new chapter..on the surface, exciting, satisfying, with a lot of hope and love and laughter but at one cost; the soul had to be mercilessly drowned in a sea of tears, sorrow and regret; and hearts had to be treaded upon, not just her own, but of the one she had never imagined hurting.
Frangipani! Frangipani! Frangipani!
To her it meant I miss you more than ever!
To him it meant nothing till one day he discovered that she was no more.
Time does not wait for anyone but people should. They should wait for those who mean something to them; they should wait for unsaid words to be whispered softly in their ears; promises that were never made, to be fulfilled; loving embraces that will melt their hearts one day; tears of happiness to be merged with their own; moments of love to fill up their lives.
Why couldn't she wait then?
She had been travelling alone for hundreds of years in a land where the sun never shone. Till one day she ended at the mouth of a tunnel. She was tired, lonely and losing hope. There seemed to be no other choice but to enter the tunnel. It could lead anywhere; there could be light at the end of the tunnel or perhaps she would reach just another dead end. She didn't hesitate. There might be something worth all this time. And there was! The light! She wanted to catch it and ran after it like a little child running after a butterfly. She wanted it like she had never wanted anything before. But the more she tried to capture it with both hands, the further it seemed to be getting from her. She didn't give up hope and ran after it like the wind, not caring about her bleeding feet, just following her wildly pounding heart; till she could almost feel the comforting warmth. She was inches away! Just inches away...But the sound of music distracted her. She turned her head for a moment..The music was soothing, comforting, calling her name..
She jolted back to realize it's light she has been seeking for hundreds of years. She can't let go of it. She had spent a lifetime searching for this light. She had followed her heart and come so close to it. She couldn't let the sound of music take that away from her. She turned back, longing for that light to fill up her life. But....
She silently turned away from where she had once chased light and moved sadly towards the enchanting music. Tears rolling down her cheeks, she let the enchantment embrace her. She couldn't go on any more. All colour drained from her face as she pulled out a mask and put it on. Yes..this would hide the pain; this would conceal the remorse..
Slowly she drifted even further away from the fast disappearing glow...Her lips curved into a smile, a grateful smile for the soothing sound had rescued her from the dark, never-ending road; but her heart bled.. She was so close yet...
