Few Pages from Shades of Shadows

Every soul has a heart and a mind; to think, to question, to analyze, to derive and to conclude. But their coexistence isnt much of a comfort for the soul as both operate on different line of sentiments. Both articulate a subject in different ways and most of the times contradict each other. Their vibrational pattern follows different thought processes, mostly cutting across each other. While a mind always trusts a logically arranged precision, a heart trusts an emotionally arranged precision. Logical derivation doesnt attract a heart as it likes to be blown away, carried away, flown away and swept away. While a mind always sticks to the basics of gain and loss, heart likes to stretch its imagination to the farthest point on illimitable horizon. The soul of a heart is similar to an infant; curious, eager, keen, puzzled, amazed and baffled. It toddles with a sweet smile on its gentle face, shakes hands with every passerby, responds to every wavelength, appreciates the colourful presence of guests and acknowledges the continuous changing blueprints around itself. Unlike a mind which entertains music only because of its logical characteristic, a heart treats every piece of music unbiased, only based on its emotional merit. A heart smiles, sings, dances, plays, claps, paints, sketches and composes, but never thinks and talks like a mind. In a soul, heart and mind dwell at right angle to each other, though coexisting and chording, but always interfering and influencing each others circle of influence. His heart got into an altercation with his mind over the issue of her being called an illusion. His ungratified mind had taken a deep dive into the notion pond and with every passing moment was settling below marshy layers of doubts. His mind had begun influencing, his vulnerable heart. Even with the help of Souls of Nature, his heart found thick illusionary clouds, too thick to influence, easily. For a moment even I got convinced that she didnt exist but then, when I looked at his hopeless soul, I wished I was wrong. I prayed for him, I prayed for his soul. But when my prayers returned unanswered, he surrendered. He convinced his heart eventually that he was an unlucky soul, and not blessed enough to receive the blessings of sky.

Refraction of feelings and emotions by moments floating all around us produces an exhilarating arc in the horizon of our heart, we often call rainbow. It is an indicative of change in the fortune, mostly a quiet transition from good to better. Every passing moment captivates itself in small decoratively calligraphed boxes and then showcases itself, by ornamentally hanging all around us. All it takes is a gentle reminder and the moment, which is an unconditional variable of our feelings and emotions, forms a breathtaking arc in the tranquil sky of our heart. The rainbow marks an auspicious beginning, a fresh introduction of vivid colours into our lives where each band carries a significant meaning. The colourful projection in our heart signifies love, sacrifice, enlightenment, prosperity, trust, wisdom and self realization. The rainbow is very faintly shadowed, and always appears with, one of these bands, highlighted. It is precisely at that moment that the soul is expected to spot that underlined band of rainbow and derive its meaning. If the lucky soul succeeds in deriving its meaning, things fall into place, otherwise, it becomes a tough negotiation. Unfortunately only a lovingly gleeful heart can derive its intent. He had first seen his angel in his dream. Souls of Nature at that time were at acme of their spirits, rejoicing and celebrating the birth of nature. Later he spotted her in Garden collecting flowers and talking to Souls of Nature. He recalled the projection of a colourful rainbow with highlighted red band, on both occasions, but by the time he acted, it got dissolved in the bowl of time. During his third encounter, his heart again signaled him, warm presence of a beaming red band but his addled mind discarded that sign and tagged it an act of disguise. The tussle between his heart and mind had stopped him from admitting that glowing red band. This act of abstinence cost him loneliness. He had ploughed his own problems by ignoring the lovely presence of red band of love. Had he recognized the love band and acted on its signal, he would have been in the lovely presence of a lovable soul. He tried his best to sign an accord with life after that, but it never worked out. Even life accosted him with disappointment on this. This thumbs down show from life bereft him of peace completely. Influenced by that grey cloud of perception, he experienced a sudden change in avid behavior of Souls of Nature. He assumed that they had stopped their pacific approach towards him. This assumed change in the behavior of Kausar hurt him. Changedwas it? No. It was only a thought cooked up by the vision of his state. He was low and lowness often results into this. But he had forgotten that lowness also results into birth of bubbles; a bubble of hope, courage and faith, at the time of despair. A bubble has an inherent nature of carrying everything, in its surrounding, up to the surface, even from the deepest of abysm, challenging the dominant empire of ordinariness. Such a bubble of hope could bubble even in the rarest of places. All you have to do is to identify such a bubble and cling to its body. Soon you will find yourself out of the gravest of whirlpools, breathing comfortably at the surface with ease and comfort. Unfortunately he had completely ruled out that possibility, of birth, of any such bubble. Sad Then one day that bubble appeared in his life, just after Sunrise, while he was on his way back from Garden towards Lake, while Sun, to him, looked like an adversary. Strange things happen when we expect the least He was walking back in disappointingly unequal steps, not paying attention to anything and then, right in that cloudy hazy moment he heard a recognizable melody, likely the same he had heard in his dreams, in the Garden and in the woods. He followed the tune. Rainbow got reanimated and his cells responded to that immediately. His arid heart looked jubilant, his sore eyes closed in comfort, his lips parted and his face instantly created a romantic aura around itself. His heart began thumping and for the first time in ages he looked happy. There was a clear cut presence of a newly formed rainbow in his silent sky.

The rainbow had stretched itself between farthest points in his sky, sky in turn had painted itself in exotic colours, colours in turn had dipped themselves in rich racy flavors and flavors in turn had turned spicy and jovial. He closed his eyes as soon as he heard that melodious tune. The world around him came to a halt. He held his breath for a moment, paused in the space, walked out of his body and looked at his own still body in amazement. He left his body in that paused state and ran, he ran like never before, at lightning speed, hanging on to fragile strings of wavelengths, in hope of reaching the source soon. He ran across soundless Lake, up the hill, on lush green grass, through the woodss, through the Garden, up the mountain, beside the stream, beside tall trees and down the mountain.before pausing. He saw a faintly drawn outlined figure of an angel, sitting in gorgeous company of her friends. From there he ran back to the place where he stood paused and again stared at his own paused soul, as if it was an after-thought effigy. Slowly as he eased himself back into his own paused soul he opened his eyes and felt adrenalin rush of hormones through his nerves as if he had been drugged with lozenge of happiness. It all appeared like a fantasy dream, tailored and stitched only for him. A considerable amount of red-tilt was getting registered, in his heart, with each footprint, taken in her direction. Based on the evidence of feeble source his footfalls were following the path of invisible strings. As his footsteps followed her tune he imagined her. He imagined her sitting on the grass playing with a peacock, caressing a dove in her lap, smiling at other birds hopping around her, adorning herself with flowers, talking to the whispering winds, waving at the vacillating clouds, dancing on the floating molecules of Sunlight and humming the tune. The pathway leading to her seemed completely decorated with rose petals. Every stride landed him softly on pads of cotton balls. With every step, tune appeared closer and closer. As he neared her, he experienced goose bumps. Hairs on his body responded to that call and bowed in her honor. Eyes on his body reacted to that situation and crouched in her respect. Temple of his face glowed and portal of his cheeks reddened, as he finally saw her. She wasnt sitting on the grass beside a peacock or dove in her lap; she wasnt adorning herself or talking to wind; she wasnt waving at clouds or dancing on Sunlight. Instead she was anointing a place, which looked divine. She was adorning a place, which looked divine and she herself looked divine. The place she was clothing looked like a cave formed out of a very complex three partied agreement between branches, stems and leaves of a tree. Such an arrangement was foreign to him and hence he stood awe struck for sometime there. Brown branches and green leaves had coiffed themselves lyrically through each other in a lovely pattern. There was a huge opening in front to enter and exit the place. Yellow Sunlight filtered its way through such complexities and kissed the floor of cave. This trespassing was a boon to the place as it lighted up the green textured wall, decked with cute flowers and neatly dressed floor. The whole place had a strange halo feeling attached to it and that added divineness to its existence. I named it temple. The temple had an amiable character which had tied all the Souls of Nature, surrounding it, in invisible threads of love. Its willingness to welcome everyone and treat everyone same had ploughed and instilled every heart with such purity that the whole cultivation had come out green. It was an affable union of Souls of Nature, he was looking at. It was a cordial union of Souls of Nature, he was looking at. The powerful waves out of that union rejuvenated his soul. As she decorated the temple, sparrows hopped around her and watched her moves calmly. A peacock sat quietly and waited for his turn to get blessed, a dove stood there agape and air lingered around her in an attempt to brush past her.

Soon he watched her sit down, fold her hands and close her eyes. Her face glowed, her skin gleamed, her eyes glistened and her hands glinted. She had put flower laces on her head, around her neck, in her hands, in her legs and around her waist. Her body looked a serenely thought and well crafted sculpture, impregnated with life. Temple was completely engrossed in her charm and warmth. She closed her eyes and offered secret whispers from that position. It looked to me as if she was trying to establish contact with some remote benefactor. She looked no less than a belle with her eyes closed. She was sweet, cutie and adorable. His heart wished for her sugary company. Those mysterious early morning picking of flowers in woods and Garden unfolded in front of his eyes when he saw her that day in temple. Every morning she visited Garden to pick up flowers, to stitch attires for her curvy body and to deck temple for her secret union with remote host. She loved the scent and touch of white flowers on her body. His heart wished he were those flowers. At this his rainbow glowed out of proportion and his cells responded to that happily. He felt excessive secretion of red colour pigment. Next moment he caught hands of the bubble of hope floating above his head. This time he sighted its presence and allowed it to carry him to the surface. Soon he was on the top, breathing comfortably and relaxing cozily. His heart witnessed the magic of bubble when he was reclaimed by it. He was beginning to feel the magic of red colour. Colour of love, care and affection. He had never felt anything like this before and hence was amazed at this heavenly intervention. His heart had drawn the most colourful rainbow with a lovely glowing red band. Bees hummed, birds chirped, wind flew, flowers blossomed and stars twinkled. At this his heart hopped and jumped in joy. Once again he allowed his heart to walk out of his paused body and go on a voyage around Kausar. While he was looking at his angel, from those paused sockets of his eyes, his heart talked to sky, clouds, birds, wind, flowers, trees, grass, butterflies, Lake, streams

Smile, sky Why are you sad today? Laugh, sky Why are you quiet today? Celebrate, sky I found my lost love today Paint yourself vividly Dress up in princely attire Light up night candles and join me in my celebration Blow, air Why are you dull today? Play, air Why are you upset today? Celebrate, air I found my lost love today Gather yourself around nature's flute Promenade into empty spaces Animate life all over and join me in my celebration

Blossom, flowers Why are you off-colour today? Odorize, flowers Why are you numb today? Celebrate, flowers I found my lost love today Glow your adolescent charm Felicitate surrounding with cosy bosoms Commove life all around and join me in my celebration Sing, birds Why are you mum today? Whistle, birds Why are you silent today? Celebrate, birds I found my lost love today Melodify horizon with your musical octaves Solace every disturbed soul Pull out every one from deep down and join me in my celebration

Unlike other occasions, his voyage around Kausar this time didnt hurt his reality. The reality, in fact, grew many folds bigger and clearer, like never before. The moment he landed back from his air-sail, the moment imprinted a benevolent image in the pages of his heart. Her presence in temple, cheered him up. During his voyage, he learnt about the language of Souls of Nature. Language of Souls of Nature? Souls of Nature interact in a very distinctive language, which is Language of Love. Only a self-less, ego-less, harm-less, mind-less and thought-less heart can understand the language of love. The heart of, Souls of Nature, interact in this language and only those who understand their language can proudly consider themselves to be part of their family. Only a soul with purest purity of a heart can hear, understand and interact in this beautiful language. Believe in language of love and language of Souls of Nature will follow. Believe in love and heart of Souls of Nature will follow. She was sitting, on the embrocated floor of temple, in an elysian position, with her eyes closed and lips murmuring silently. She looked harmless in her flowery attire. Other ecstatic souls, who were present, were also sitting quietly. They were all waiting for her blessings. Dove, sitting on her left, had comfortably positioned her head, on top of hyperbolic shell formed out her soft white wings. Peacock, sitting beside dove, had folded his colorful umbrella and had settled an inch closer to ground. Rabbit, sitting on her right, had spread his leg in all directions and had rooted himself to ground. Puppy, sitting beside rabbit, had glued his head to ground and had leaned forward on his abdomen. Squirrel, sitting in front of her, was jumping and clapping on two legs. Trees were swaying and leaves were fanning them all. Something inside him urged him not to wait for her behest. He decided to approach her and greet her. He composed himself and adjusted his flower laces. He took a deep breath and stepped out from behind the tree. As he approached her, red-tilt intensified, his abdomen churned and his heart trembled. He experienced a huge eruption within, eruption of uncertainty and dubiety. Face, the mirror of a soul, expressed it all. It expressed his nervousness, uneasiness and anxiousness. It broadcasted the ongoing butterfly effect inside his soul. He took soft cautious steps but still he could hear vociferation of his stirred cells. He didnt have a plan of confluence and he feared if he allowed an unwitting merger, it could attenuate the intensity of love, expected out of amalgamation. He didnt want to shoo away this chance after a long wait. Argufy between his heart and mind was intensifying but wasnt resulting into anything fruitful. Once again he withheld his steps. Once again he got confused on approaching her. Then moments later he decided to finally ignore his voices of argufy and act. He decided to act on the instructions of his heart. He knelt and touched her cheeks. She opened her eyes at once and stepped back in a state of shock. She pulled herself back. She tried to hide herself behind insufficient green wallpapers of the temple. But temple walls were incapable of hiding something so divine. Both gazed at each other in a state of shock. Her eyes looked puzzled. Her eyes showed signs of fear. Signs of fear? A mind subconsciously associates fear with anything he sees for the first time. Same was the case with her. Her eyes showed signs of fear mixed with puzzlement. He was not familiar for her eyes. Both stood still and watched each other with curiosity. Thousand questions sprouted in their minds as she fiddled with her fingers. The whole surrounding paused to see this concourse; air died down, leaves stopped fanning, trees stood gaped and her companions gazed in amazement. With limited noesis about each other, they stared at each other with movement of their eye-balls. Not even a bit of breath was shared between them. Breaths that left his heart weakened and died down, even before reaching her vicinity. He wasnt sure if its same with her too.

He regained some courage and approached her again. This time he coggled towards her cautiously. She looked at him expressionless and held herself together. Her breathing intensified as he cornered her. He could hear her deep breaths. She was nervous but her heart confirmed his harmlessness. With each passing moment, he gained in confidence. With boosted heart, he continued to explore the beauty of his dreams. He looked at her eyes, face, skin and hair. Out of curiosity he touched her skin; he hadnt touched anything smoother. He touched her hair and smelt it; he hadnt smelt anything sweeter. He looked into her eyes; he hadnt seen anything deeper. He looked at her face; he hadnt seen anything brighter. Each touch quenched his thirst of disbelief about her existence. Each touch brought him closer to the oasis of his dream. Each touch brought him closer to the island of his dream. Each touch brought him closer to the origin of complex web. Each touch displayed a pleasant shade inked in her shadow. He looked like a gardener, confused and muddled, at sudden blossom of exotic patterns in his garden, for which he himself had been waiting. Every time he touched her, he compared their similarities. He compared his skin with her, his eyes with her, his face with her, his hair with her, his hands with her and his body with her. At the end he couldnt really understand some of the visible variations present. By now channel of communication was restored between them but still there was no exchange of signals. She wasnt yet responding to the intimations, sent by his heart. At this his heart requested Souls of Nature to help

Hello sun Can you do me a favour? greet her with smile embrace her in your cozy arms gift her a promise of sweet taste tell her, I am waiting on other side of night Hello moon Can you do me a favour? meet her with smile ensconce her in your lap push the swing to infinity to discourage ds of duskiness and darkness tell her, I am waiting on other side of day Hello wind Can you do me a favour? treat her with smile present your breezy snapshots along you carry her to point my love tell her, I am waiting on other side of hill

Hello bird Can you do me a favour? fly her with smile to relieve emptiness and quietness show her love show her my heart tell her, I am waiting on other side of lake Hello lake Can you do me a favour? dowse her with smile moist my proposition light up candle of her heart with mine tell her, I am waiting on other side of garden

That moment, where he approached Souls of Nature for help, stretched itself, so much beyond the limits of horizon that the whole conversation gladly fitted between ticks of two moments. It appeared as if whole ocean of thoughts had been fitted into that breath of single moment. It appeared as if whole oasis of conception had been challenged in that breath of single moment. It appeared as if whole island of existence had been called for in that breath of single moment. With the assurance and confidence of Souls of Nature, he knocked on maple door of her heart. Knock! Knock! Knock! his feathery touch was aimed at consolidating the bridge across their hearts for uninterrupted flow of emotions. And it did abridge the gap between the two poles and relaxed her. Relaxed and eased in her courtyard, after that stretched moment, her heart asked softly Who are you? His diffident heart was taken aback. Those were the first words of conversation with his angel. His heart perplexed by her query, turned around and tried to spot a known face but couldnt. Why was he mumwhen this was the moment he was waiting for? His heart couldnt correlate his dream with the reality in front of him. It was unique for his heart to experience ripening of raw dream. Hence there was graveyard silence in their vicinity. But I could hear all the susurrations of breeze, humming of bees, fluttering of butterflies, rustling of leaves and rhythmic beating of their hearts. Hmmmm. After moments of realization, his heart replied to her hearts query I stay on the other side of Lake. I am here since beginning. I saw you for the first time in my dream, then in the Garden and then in woodss picking up flowers. I followed you in my dream but couldnt hold on to you. I followed you in the Garden but couldnt catch up to you. I followed you in the woodss but couldnt reach up to you. I have been looking for you since then. And today while I was returning from early morning celebration I heard your melody and followed the tune. Your tone led me to this place. I saw you sitting on the floor, with hands joined in a secret connection. I couldnt resist myself and intervened He allowed a short pause to settle between them and then continued Who are you angel? What is this place? Please tell me about yourself, O! Beautiful lady Her heart assumed a short lag in conversation and replied I dont know who I am or where I come from. All I know is that when I had first opened my eyes I found myself in this place. I saw this neatly dressed leafed cave and since then I made this my home. I have been living here since then. Every morning I go around this place, up to the Garden and sometimes around woods to collect flowers for myself. It looks a beautiful place surrounded by majestic mountains, tall green trees, cool breeze, tranquil Lake and lovely Garden. I really enjoy myself in their company His heart smiled at her reply. Her voice had the simplicity and sweetness of ambrosia and he wished he could drink it all. It was the first time his heart had heard her heart. He was delighted at those hearty whispers. Both of them stood puzzled, while their hearts talked. You look similar to me in many aspects his heart spoke instantaneously He then held her hand and brought it closer to his. She smiled at that remark. He touched her eyes and showed her the similarity between two. Similarly he touched her nose, her lips, her ears, her hair, her neck, her shoulder, her legs, her toes and her whole body. Both were amazed to see the similarity between them. Both of them were thrilled. But their appellation failed to identify the reason behind two mysterious aberrations present in their bodies. They couldnt draw out an apposite explanation for this aberration. They then declared it as an innocent act of innocence. Their hearts were acting as media of communication and together they allowed this friendly interaction to go on. They allowed their hearts to send didactics for their bodies and they acted on that without questioning its authenticity. They had completely closed down the logical workshop of their minds and allowed the creative and romantic laboratory of their hearts to propose new schematics. It worked. It really worked in their favor, as they loved their hearts instructions. Their hands moved amorously on their hearts

direction, their eyes rolled lovingly on their hearts command and their lips bit profusely on their hearts guidance. Her heart replied shyly I do agree with you on this. We do look similar in many aspects but there are few things which draw a line between us. I dont know if it is for our good or not, but I do know that you have brought me smiles. For all this while I thought I was meant to be all alone in this place but now that you have found me, I am sure you were always meant to be my companion in this place Yes we were always meant to be together. I have been looking for you for a long time. I tried to touch you in my dreams, I tried to follow you in the Garden but couldnt. Finally I found you here in this cave. I am sure we have some role to play in this beautiful place his heart replied back Her heart affirmed this with a nod. By now they had placed themselves comfortably in each others company. Together they completed a picture-less frame. Together they looked like better halves of a germinated seed. Together they looked like equal halves of a musical tune. They complemented each other so well that together they completed an elysian connection with everlasting illumination. His heart continued It is a very pretty place. Everything about this place is charming. Sunrise is a delight to watch and so is Sunset. Night is extremely adorable here. Lake is the centre of attraction with its blue silent water. All the birds hang around her. Souls of Nature rejoice there all the time Her heart replied I have been around few places but never been around that Lake. I was afraid to stray that far, though she has always appealed me His heart exclaimed There is nothing to be afraid of. It is a lovely portal. I will take you there. I stay beside her. I enjoy the greenery, silence and happiness of that place but could never express mine there. I guess I was waiting for a companion and I am proud to have one now Both sat on the floor of the cave and allowed their hearts to talk for a long time. They appreciated each others company. While they were engaged in a hearty conversation, whole of flora and fauna had surrounded them with eager ears. They heard their talks and giggled at their remarks. From time to time air breached the warmth between their naked skins to note the pulse of their heart. From time to time leaves sent invisible silky pads to annotate the mood of their confluence. From time to time birds flew past them to judge the clime of their togetherness. His heart then invited her It is going to be evening soon. You must come with me to Lake and enjoy Sunset. It will be wonderful to watch Sunset with you Though her heart welcomed his invitation and wanted to just fly with him to Lake, her face and her eyes spelt a different story. She lowered her eyes in uncertainty. She then rolled her eye-lids in all unmarked directions, in order to express her concern. Her face turned ashen in incertitude. She twisted and turned veins of her face, in order to express her worry. His heart judged the doubt propagating in her heart, at once, and spoke again. Please dont be afraid of me. You will enjoy the Sunset and my company. Please allow me to treat you. Be my guest of honor. Come with me to Lake His heart this time spoke with such purity that she couldnt deny his invitation. Her heart nodded in affirmation. He then held her hands softly and she didnt resist that. Finally Kavi had found his Kavya. Finally his heart had found cozy comfort of her heart. There was loud spatting as they walked towards the Lake. It looked as if whole nature had been waiting for this unison. Once again merger of two waves had resulted into a perfect confluence. The glossy acclamation, which followed, penetrated every soul floating in the ambience and pulled every ear into the arena. It was going to be a mighty celebration. On the way to Lake, Kavyas heart asked about everything she encountered and he gladly answered them. Kavis heart introduced her to the beauty of Garden, hills, stream, mountain and clouds. After reaching Lake, he made her sit comfortably on lush green grass beneath the shade of Tree-of-Love. He lied down next to her and pointed at aslant golden beams of Sun filtering down the branches of

tree. His heart then pointed her attention towards the mood of settling Sun and began his narration

Look west A paint brush just did magic changed tranquil colour of bowl Isn't she looking graceful in her bridal dress? red diamante glowing on her forehead silver lace covering her head golden smile smiling on her face awaiting her union with settling down groom in her adorable courtyard Look west A paint brush just did magic changed tranquil colour of bowl Isnt she looking graceful in her bridal dress? kindling Souls of Nature showering benedictions laying down aureate carpet beckoning birds, animals touching every heart opening up secret red pockets Look west A paint brush just did magic changed tranquil colour of bowl Isnt she looking graceful in her bridal dress? descending from heaven in golden chariots invisible powerful horses pulling it crawling through territory setting up the grand stage for red-glory celebration

Each word that flowed out of his mouth held an assertive brush in its soft hands and emblazoned the azure canvas with colourful shades. Each word was greeted by infinite pots filled up to brim with exotic colours and was welcomed by chaotic spray of paints before they approached the canvas. Their loud rap thereafter left an everlasting impression on the soul of canvas. They sat on the grass cushioned couch and watched the great painter at work. I stood behind them and listened to their hearts as they talked. Kavyas heart was deeply moved by his description of sunset. She flapped her eyelids twice with smile on her face, in praise for the sunset and his effort. His lively narration drew everyones attention towards that lounge. His description of evening, as a beautiful bride, dressed in heavenly attire, waiting to tie knots in her own backyard looked magical to her. His narration not only touched her heart but also hearts of all the other guests present around the lounge. All the feelings and emotions which were floating in their hearts in suspended state of suspicion and were choking them till now were refracted by his narration and were projected on hanging screen, in the form of a colourful rainbow. Her heart hailed this projection. Kavyas heart had never experienced the royal red-glory celebration in this fashion. His narration bestowed an extra illumination to the flame already burning in her heart and she acknowledged that with gratitude. She was in talking terms with plants, flowers, buds, creepers, birds, dove, peacock, squirrel and puppy. She was in smiling terms with every shadow. She was in heralding terms with every image and every reflection. These connections with Souls of Nature had lighted up her flame. Her heart appreciated this bestowment and admitted a secretive happiness. At this her heart turned melancholic. Why melancholic? Sudden and drastic surge in the fate of events often upsets mind. Sudden thought that something existed beyond their imagination often upsets mind. Gauging that transformation in progress, his heart shook that melancholic foundation and brought her back. Did you enjoy sunset? he asked He spoke for the first time. Till now only their hearts were engaged in constant conversation but after a successful venture through sunset, he gained in confidence and held her hand. It was phenomenal. I had never seen such a panoramic view and never heard such a detailed description of something so extraordinarily amazing. Thanks for bringing me here and thanks for finding me she replied That was the first time Kavi heard Kavya. He felt a sudden spate of emotions. This emotional flood had everything to do with her, only solicited by surrounding. He didnt know what to call this inundate. Her voice also incited sleeping souls, who had hidden themselves underneath the warmth of loads of quilt. It brought together all the melodies of all the pianists and stitched them together into a musical octave, which tinkled bells in his ears and in his surroundings. Such was the surge of that emotional deluge that it created a new high. He had experienced a similar tide when he first saw her in the Garden picking up flowers, he again felt it when he saw her in the woods and this time he felt a much intensified version of that. He was drowning in that deluge. But I guess sometimes even pain is beautiful. Please dont embarrass me O! Angel. I am the one, who should be thankful to you. I am the one who is obliged and blessed, having found your company. My life was directionless before I met you. You complete me and I owe you for every bit of my changed life he said She blushed and replied to him I think youre just hyperbolizing me No I am not She blushed again and this time she said with more comfort I am really honored He replied quickly Not at all. I am the one, who is honored

She blushed again and nodded her head. She quickly rolled her eyelids and lowered them in approval. Kavya parted her lips and bit them gently with her teeth. It was a feminine show of approval. After a pause of mutual agreement between the two hearts, she spoke I think it is going to be dark soon. I must retire to my cave. Darkness frightens me and. But even before she could complete her statement, he interrupted. I must tell you that what you just witnessed was the most happening event of Kausar but what you are going to witness is no less glamorous. Night in Kausar is very romantic and soliciting. You will enjoy every minute of the white-glory celebration under white light. It will set itself on the stage of darkness beside Lake. Just like red-glory celebration, you will enjoy this too. I would love to guide you through this sail too having said this, he held her hand close to his heart and asked for her approval. Kavi was so enthusiastic about the white-glory celebration that her heart couldnt decline his petition. She agreed to stay on. He jumped in joy and tapped the floor. He clapped with his hands and kissed her rosy cheek. She again blushed and lowered her gaze. She was shy, a feminine display of character. By now darkness had taken centre stage and Moon was glowing bright in the sky along with her companions. He placed her comfortably in that same position and this time inched closer to her body. Their bodies were in rhythmic rhyme and in constant touch as he began his narration..

Look up A paint brush just did magic changed tranquil colour of bowl Isn't she looking a bright young bride? in her night gown appliqud with spangles sitting bashfully in a corner awaiting her first night love with translated invisible groom on the bed of silence Look up A paint brush just did magic changed tranquil colour of bowl Isnt she looking a bright young bride? in her glittering necklace lying down on flowery rose petals surrounded by dimly lit lamps in the court of invisible bent musicians playing tempting adagio for white-glory celebration Look up A paint brush just did magic changed tranquil colour of bowl Isnt she looking a bright young bride?

sharing intimate bed divested of her bridal dress coursing all positions over and over again all night long without worrying about onlookers

By the time he finished his enchanting narration, he found himself looking at a floating white droplet, dropped by mistake by wizard from his ace brush. The white droplet had gently splashed her tiny kin, all over the frozen black-fluid-bowl. The white trail of ace brush all around the drop earmarked her territory and also showed her ancillary power to frozen black-fluid-bowl. White-face had moved a great deal on her prescribed path by now and was almost hanging upside down from the branch of a tree and overlooking Kavi. Kavi had sketched the best possible description of beautiful bride, for Kavya. Kavya with all her ebullience and eagerness had glued her eyes to the words that were flowing out of his mouth. Same was the case with night. Night had relinquished herself of all senses and had cohered onto the moment ticking around Kavi and Kavya. Nights apt move to listen to his tale was so artfully drafted that nobody heard her knock of silence. It was only after he finished his recital, that he realized the gripping presence of quietness. Night was standing speechless like a mute spectator. This reminded me of my first day when I had found myself in the grave presence of silence and darkness. It is a curse to be in such a baneful neighborhood. The very thought ran thin chilled current through my nerves and shook me for a moment. But soon I realized that silence this time was friendly. Unlike last occasion, this time it had laid down a perfect batten for them to talk and listen. This time the ambiance was ideal for their red-hearts to hear each other. This time the attire was a boon for their hearts to love each other. Different shade of same shadow, I guess. Only in perfect silence you can hear whispers of hearts. It comforted their hearts to a great extent. He turned his face towards her, after finishing his recital, and realized that she had placed her face on his arm. He tried to wake her up, but as soon as he touched her, she snuggled into the space between his arm and chest. She wrapped herself around his body like a barnacle. He looked at her innocent face, resting in kind assurance and dismissed the idea of waking her up. At that very moment he wished he could hide her somewhere far away from everyones reach. Her eyes were snoring silently under his genial aegis, instead of rolling under eye-lids. Her naked skin was glistening in Moon light. He thought of touching her face but refrained himself from doing so, as he realized that his act could disturb her peacemaking process with clouds of her dream. She was resting peacefully on his arm and he was delighted at acting as her comfort pillow. He also relaxed himself on thick green mattress of grass and allowed his heart to float for some time and play with the moments lingering around him. The moment of bloom, hummed a barcarole for his heart, but fearful that it might disturb her sleep, he paused. The moment of exuberance, blew a cool breeze for his heart but fearful that it might leave a scar on her face, he stopped. The moment of love, jumped in joy for his heart but fearful that it might wake her up, he intermitted. All of a sudden his heart was too concerned about her. All of a sudden his heart was too conscious about her. Was that genuineness of his heart or over-possessiveness of his mind? I cant say exactly. Moon was in the centre of sky and still had a quarter to walk before she could hide herself. Silence had cloaked the surrounding in acoustically superior robes. Bent musicians had turned off their instruments and had retired to their compartments. All the flora and fauna had gleefully announced their good night wishes. He also decided to give his drowsy eye-lids some rest. Thick green grass acted as cushioned mattress, night sky acted as quilt and Moon acted as bed-side lamps. He sailed in her romantic thoughts beyond green mountains, blue sky, grey clouds, white light and red horizon. But just when he was about to elevate himself in her thoughts some bass voices, some low frequency giggling and some wet application woke him up from his dream. It was happening, wasnt it? His attempts had finally condensed vapors of his dream into liquid of his reality. Finally he was feeling, the touch of realism in his dreams. The realization of this merger, of dream and reality is the key, isnt it? Yes but that realization in his case was still little far.

Those bass voices, giggling and wet application were part of some other reality not his dream condensed reality. When he experienced it, he also felt the same but when he opened his eyes with lot of efforts, a different picture welcomed him. His eyes were so much drugged with pills of sleep that he had to drag open his eye-lids. Once opened, he appeased his lazy eyes to focus. After few yawns they finally focused and saw few small creatures hopping and running all around them in an indefinable pattern, possibly circumscribing them in an irregular polygon. He was shocked to see them and was about to shoo them away, like any human mind, but was intervened at the right instant by his heart. He recalled their identities, deciphered the origin of their threads and understood their presence. He then chose to watch them taciturnly. After awhile of harmless running, they sat beside her and watched her silently. She was sleeping so they didnt push, to wake her up. Instead they chose to wait. The dove and the squirrel rested themselves beside her head and watched her. The puppy too joined them. But when their wait didnt result into anything, puppy started licking her body. He started with her toe, then her leg, then her hands and finally her face. The sensational touch of his warm tongue woke her up. She rubbed her eyes and got up, but as soon as she spotted puppy, her facial expression widened. She was extremely pleased to see them. I thought she would be shocked and blenched at the sight but instead she surprised me. She hugged the puppy and caressed him with her soft hands. Puppy also responded by licking her lips and nose. She giggled at this. She then lifted dove in her hands and talked to her. I couldnt really understand all she said but I could guess she was amused at them. Similarly she placed squirrel in her lap and talked to her. Together they looked like a family. The photograph looked perfect, with her sitting in the centre and surrounded by warm souls. Their smile completed the golden framing of the photograph. Kavis heart, pleased and satisfied at this sight, exclaimed joyously and urged them all to look east

Look east A paint brush just did magic changed tranquil colour of bowl Isn't she looking mesmerizing after her first night? standing in her balcony with arms wide open casually dressed, hair unbraided passionate love dripping out of her yawns and awaiting embrace of her promising groom Look east A paint brush just did magic changed tranquil colour of bowl Isn't she looking mesmerizing after her first night? now in her new bridal saree beautified with sparkling sequins mystifying every eye with her wet body and her wet hair as if just out of sandalwoods bath

Look east A paint brush just did magic changed tranquil colour of bowl Isn't she looking mesmerizing after her first night? waving at bevy of excited birds hovering over lei floating colourless clouds making warm beckoning gesture pulling everyone magnetically for red-glory celebration

The photograph turned livelier and the frame beatitude, under the auspices of powerful love vibes floating around them. These congenial love vibes originated from the final stroke of the brush of maestro, whose freedom of expression had created an undisputed chef-doeuvre. Like any other day, I hung all the artistic productions on my wall and pleased myself with the sight. It was a great beginning to the day and moreover the day had just begun. They all looked happy. The puppy was happily sitting in her lap, dove had folded her wings beside her, squirrel was standing on her two legs and as far as Kavya was concerned, she was looking east at the mesmeric artistic painting. She was lost in his words. She was drifting in his vibrant description, trying to absorb the ink. She was running the reel again and again, trying to stick onto it. She closed her eyes to smell the freshness on the skin of air. She closed her eyes to feel the pubertal presence of air. Then, when she opened her eyes, she turned towards Kavi and silently hugged him. Her hug carried intense expressions but her fine printed outlines didnt utter a word. They were mum. But their hearts hugged each other with such intensity that it crushed and smashed the flower laces, they wore. The intensified purity of the act was loud enough to go past unnoticed. While flowers of their laces were getting crushed under their passionate love, sweet aromatic flavors were released into the ambience. Their hearts stood at least possible distance as their bodies were brushing against each other. All the flowers of their laces were forced to surrender to this play. Having aromatized the space, they fell on ground with pride. Completely unaware of all this development, Kavi and Kavya continued with this playfulness for some more time. While they had engaged their hearts in this playful act, puppy came and sat in between them, squirrel jumped on her two legs, dove circled and chased her own tail in happiness, and trees cheered and roared loudly. After awhile they recollected, recognized and recomposed themselves. Their bodies were without a hint of attire but they werent shy of it. They lied down on grass and relaxed their bodies. Kavya hugged the puppy and caressed his body, then picked up squirrel and fondled with her and then comforted the wings of dove. It was a delightful treat to watch. Refraction of elements of bonding between Kavya and her friends by moments of togetherness had formed a colorful rainbow. It was a perfect example of love beyond class, species and boundaries. His eyes benumbed at this formulation. Why does the Sun rise and set every day? Why cant he just stay here all the time? her inquisitive eyes asked. His eyes were still appreciating the curves of arcs when she asked this question. So he took some time to reply to her. Sun is in love with Moon. He raises himself everyday at the same time in sky to catch a glimpse of his love. He comes everyday at the same time in hope of finding her beside himself but he is disappointed everyday to find her waiting on opposite side. Still he comes in hope of spending some extra time with her, in hope of seeing her and in hope of talking to her How unfortunate. Upon seeing her on other side, he multiplies his power, in an attempt to reach her but his own glamorous power, forces her to flee. Hurt and disappointed with this he reduces his power, so he could meet her again. But during sunset he again finds her on other side. By the time he realizes his position, darkness overpowers him and he is forced to leave How sad. But he never gives up. He again regains his power and comes back next day to meet his love. He again finds her on opposite side and rushes towards her, but finds nothing more than disappointment How disappointing. But not everything is unfortunate, sad and disappointing about this continuous cycle of love and sacrifice, which form pillars of magnetizing sunrise and mesmerizing sunset. During these

celebrations, whatever little time they have, they do share some intimate moments together; they exchange amorous glances and dulcet murmurs. Call it fate, call it curse, but both are trying to establish the legacy of the love in this beautiful kingdom of Kausar I hope someday charming Sun gets her adorable Moon. I wish to see them making love in the sky someday she added with intense feeling. He looked towards her. He looked into her eyes. Her eyes were numb. They were numb for the suffering of Sun and Moon. He comforted her by drawing her closer I am sure one day Sun will find a way to meet Moon. Love will ensure their victory he said and patted her back to solace her. She closed her eyes and prayed for them. She clung to him like a baby. His heart heard soft snoring of her uneasiness and hence acted to drift her attention away. You look vulnerable without your lovely attire. I think we must find one for you he tickled her and ran his finger over her skin, as he spoke. He touched her neck, her back and her abdomen, as he spoke. She smiled back and blinked her eyes in affirmation. She looked at his skin and spoke Even you look vulnerable without your attire Both laughed at the amorous exchange of words. It was a tease intended to drift their hearts away and draw them closer, and it did. He smiled and gazed at her lips. He then touched those wet lips with his finger. She closed her eyes and allowed things to arouse. He ran his finger down his chin, neck, shoulder and abdomen up to toe. His tickling fingers pumped lovely desires into her heart. She responded to him; bit her lips with his teeth, breathed heavily and hugged him tight. They relaxed after awhile and set out on her flower pick up routine. They held their hands as they walked towards the Garden. They walked around the Lake, up the hill and through the woods. As they walked, the puppy, the dove and the squirrel followed them. They entered the Garden and picked up rejected flowers from ground. They collected vivid shades of pink, red, violet, white, blue and yellow. They collected twiny pink, dotted red heart, stripped violet, white missy, shady blue and curvy yellow flowers. Then they basted them together and formed garlands, which they wore on their head, around their neck, their waist, in their hands and legs. They looked like prince and princess, after that adornment ceremony. The flowers arranged attractively in laces and placed on their bodies enhanced their trance. They also adorned their companions with garlands. They put one around puppys neck, squirrels neck and doves neck. Together they looked like descendants of an angel family. World came to a still to appreciate their beauty and their hearts melted with accolades. Whole day, they roamed around Kausar and explored various places of interest. They sat around tickling stream for some time and played in flowing water. They wetted their feet in stream and splashed water at each other. They also wetted their companions. As part of leisurely pastime plan, they danced and played in flowing stream. For some time, they sat on branch of a Tree-of-Love and enjoyed things on offer. They enjoyed the sinusoidal motion of branches in wind. They jumped from branch to branch and plucked fruits and flowers to relieve themselves. It was evening by the time they reached Lake. Their friends were with them during their trip. They had a wonderful time together with Souls of Nature. Kausar was turning out to be a treat for them. Sun had started reducing his powerful image, in order to meet her love. Air had slowed down and birds had begun their return journey. Soon they would witness red-glory celebration. They came back and placed themselves on green grass. It was a comfort to rest on. They were little tired after day long trip around Kausar and hence lied down next to each other without even saying a word. After awhile she placed her head on his arms and snuggled closer. He drew her closer and caressed her body. Lake in front of them glittered like gold. It appeared as if a golden shower had just concluded its heavy pour and had settled down all the agitating dust particles on her surface. Lake water had amalgamated very well with this dust particles and golden drops and was scintillating in her new array.

Long grasses around her eyes danced to the tunes of breeze, trees clapped at the poke of air and everyone bated their breath. It was a perfect backdrop for romantic evening walk on the waters of Lake. His heart surveyed the setup and invited her for evening walk on the golden waters of Lake Kairavi..

Let's go laking on the golden waters of Lake Kairavi Sun is yawning in his balcony ready to retire in his chamber Moon is choosing from her wardrobe dresses for dusky romance Stars are peeping from edge of curtain waiting for her to enter scene Let's enjoy evening walk it's slugging time Let's go laking on the golden waters of Lake Kairavi Larks hiding in secret places is all set to provide background score Fireflies hanging on to air are ready to lit up ambience Trees standing all around are waiting eagerly for saltation Let's enjoy musical evening it's relaxing time Let's go laking on the golden waters of Lake Kairavi Water is pillowing in silence with no signs of intrusion nearby Allow heart to swim in it too It is pretty magical out there come join me, and Let's celebrate wonderful evening together it's lazing time

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