Death is beautiful

The Most beautiful people we ever knew are the dead ones
Two teenaged girls entered the almost empty bus and sat in the seat in front of an Old man. The old man turned his face away towards the window trying not to confront their eyes to keep his mind engaged in his own thoughts.

But Sea breeze doesn't distinguishes between old men with drooping eyes and young girls with twinkling eyes. The breeze rustled everyone's hair and made them children again. Be it the smile you see on their young small lips or their notorious acts, Human is born with an affection for these cute little creatures or the phase through which he himself passed through. A man can always learn to be happy without reason,Or keeping himself busy or to demand the thing which he desires from his full might from these sweet little God gifts.

One of the girls held a book in her soft pointed hands. "Black cover with cherry blossoms falling from the edges". He recognized the book immediately and smiled, a laugh at the stupidity of his youth.

The girl who held the book said to the other girl " You know, it is a classic. Even after so many years it has this breezy feeling. Such a beautiful love story. No one knows where the writer is. I am sure he holds his wife's hands and sits on a garden bench now like the old couple in movies".

The old man just went through a sharp impulse of correcting her.He just managed to stop himself and smiled again looking out of the window But Beneath his smile ,His soul was shouting to them.He wanted to say " His soul-mate died while giving birth to their stillborn daughter. To keep her alive and forever with him,He ended the book like a fairy tale. He wanted to live happily ever after with her. He wanted his beautiful wife to live in a million beautiful minds". Today he sees his Dream being fulfilled,He sees his beautiful wife being alive through his book in Millions of readers including the two girls sitting in front of her. "Hoof!!" He takes a deep sigh , Looks at the girls and passes them a smile. The girls showing generosity and respect passed back the smile.

He took a piece of paper and wrote something. Gave it to the two young girls and left.
The girl holding the book unfolds the paper and reads it.Her radiant expression suddenly turned into an expression of shock .
The girl kept staring at the man as he walked away from the bus stop.

On the paper was written , " For the first time he knew why poets called death beautiful when he saw her face in the coffin " and it was signed by the author of the black book.

~ edited and retold by " Vardhane Harsh"
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Published on June 18, 2014 10:48
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