another element of romance

It's around 10:30 in the night when the lively sounds of

the entire city is tapering off as everyone packs up their

things after the tiresome days work, but HE is active

enough to put his pen to the paper to finish off his

lovely tale.It's very difficult for a writer to express all

his profounding thoughts in mere words.sometimes

he has to wait till he gets the exact stream of magical

words.It is one such waiting moment for him,but it

died out in a flash when he hears that haunting voice

at his back.He couldn't continue anything than to respond to it.

SHE : Dearrr
HE : yes.
SHE : where are you. come here.
(he then moves towards the wooden bed where she lies

sleepless.)
(sitting beside her)
HE : i am here only. it's getting late, you should sleep now.
SHE : no, somehow i don't feel like sleeping.
HE : what should i do now?
SHE : probably you can tell your girl a story.
HE : what story?
SHE : story which you love the most. maybe a romantic

story.but strictly not a sad tale.
HE : i don't know why people hate sadness,maybe

becoz it is the first feeling they emote after coming

of the mother's womb. but we often forget that sadness

speaks more truth than happiness.
SHE : let the fact be there sleeping,my philosopher.

people dont like hearing philosophy becoz they dont

seem interesting. so you tell me an enjoyable story now.
(he worries a bit not because people don't understand it

but because his loved one doesn't. But it doesnt last longer

becoz he knows love is all about sacrifice and madness. so he continues)
HE : "once there was a blind girl. she was so beautiful

that a jobless fellow fell for her. she also loved him equally.

she had a penchant of questioning about different things

to her lover. though it made him uneasy,slowly he started

liking it and was so eager to answer her."
(her face lights up with excitement as she always likes fantasy.)

HE : "one day she asked him 'what is beauty?'. he answered

'beauty cannot be seen or defined because it lies only in

the eyes of the people who look for it'. on seeing her face

going blue, he continued 'but only very few people are lucky

enough to have it in their heart and my dear you are one

among them',suddenly her face glowed with shyness,

the very female element".

SHE : no no.. this is not an appreciating answer.always men

try fooling women and escape exploiting their weakness.

this is one such act of deception.
HE : hey come on. what is wrong in praising his girl's beauty?.

any man would love to do it.
SHE : but a gentleman wouldn't. if somebody ask him something

he will better define it else will straightaway tell them 'i dont know'.
(he starts to feel uncomfortable and tries to find a way to escape from it..)

HE : probably he may not be a gentleman or so.
SHE : put his problem aside my man. you tell me 'what is beauty?'.
(he laughs.)
SHE : come on.you cant escape.
HE : shall I explain it in action.
SHE : yes,you are most welcome,Gentleman.
HE : then close your eyes and don't open it until i say.
(after few seconds,slowly she starts to feel a smooth feeling

in her heart. her mind wanted to know what is it that makes

her feel so pleasant and yes she finally got it, the dulcet fragrance of jasmine).
HE : the beauty of a flower is its sweet smell.
(Before she completely gets rid of that pleasing smell,

she begins to feel a new one. this time her mind doesn't

bother a lot,intuitively it recognizes that.

yes it is the intensity of their romance bound tightly in

a kiss on her lips.)
HE : the beauty of our romance is the taste of my kiss which

will show the same affection,care and love forever.

on top of all these, there is one more proof. open your eyes

and look at mine straight.
(looking straight at its counterpart his eyes speak the truth of

their relationship. usually one doesn't prefer to look at

somebody's eyes for a longtime becoz eyes are the heart of the truth,

it will easily exploit the falsehood.but his eyes always long to look at hers.)
HE : the most praised and blessed beauty in the world is the truth.
the truth of a night is its bare and naked darkness.
the truth of a sun is its scorching light.
the truth of our relationship is our love.
(she smiles at him with pride and love)
HE : that's why i say the beauty is in your poetic smile.
(as they start their romance, the romance of the blind girl and the boy is left abandoned.)