Tuesday, May 10, 2011

THE GIRL AT THE WINDOW

                                                                      

She was no ordinary girl. she lived with her old guardian aunt in the tower. she was beautiful beyond reality and her long, brown, cascading hair had a life of its own. Indeed, she was anything but ordinary. Nobody knew how she came to live with the old woman who was fiercely protective about her. She forbade the young girl to leave the premises and prohibited her from speaking to strangers. Therefore, the girl grew up lonely and secluded from the rest. She, however, found solace in the natural things around her and was fascinated at what nature's beauty had to offer to her. She spent hours at the window admiring the world outside but at the same time feared alienation from its people. The tower had become a microcosm of the universe and she was content with whatever little it had to offer.

He first saw her from a distance-playing with her beautiful dark hair, her slim, pale fingers running rhythmically through her magical, uncombed tresses. She was divine, in the most painful way he'd ever known. He, on the other hand, was like a beautiful dream that was trespassing on the thresholds of her reality. He brought her flowers-lilies, almost every day. She loved them.

Her old guardian didn't return that day. She feared the worst. It was then that she decided to leave everything and go to her lover-the handsome young man who brought her lilies and who visited her in her dreams. When he heard of her plans, he just smiled and said that he would come back for her, later that night.

The girl wore her favorite blue dress, perfumed her hair and tied them in braids. She then walked towards the window and waited for him to come. He never did. He kept her waiting at the window wearing her favorite blue dress....

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