Sunday, August 23, 2009

Story of the red rose

Life's really strange sometimes. All morning today I had been frantically searching for a piece of paper on which I happened to have written down a short story a long time back. I searched my book-shelves, emptied my cupboards and looked in every nook and corner thoroughly. I emptied all the contents of my bags and purses (which took a very long time considering the fact that I've a LOT of them). I even checked inside the pages of all my notebooks, diaries and old textbooks .But got NOTHING. NADA. Atleast not the thing I was looking for.
Instead I got this...


A single dried up red rose securely hidden between the pages of an old diary-a token of love from someone who used to be special to me about a year back. But not any longer.
Know what I did with the rose? I just looked at it for a while apparently dumbfounded by my sudden discovery and then placed it back in it's hiding-place, the space between the two pages inside the diary.

I just don't have the heart to throw it away I guess.
The relationship was a BIG mistake but it too had its moments. And the memories of these moments are worth being cherished, not thrown away.

Also another realization dawned on me-Sometimes when your heart is searching for something in particular you end up finding something that you've never even dreamed about in your wildest fantasies. And therein lies the unpredictability of life.


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12 comments:

Atindriyo said...

Ah....The memories....
It's so beautiful.....

Sreya said...

Wow! To look at the memories of a 'mistake' fondly, I'd rather forget them! Maybe yours was one of those sweet mistakes worth having.

And then I don't make mistakes... I specialise in blunders of all types! LOL!!

Cheers!

Samadrita said...

@Atindriyo:Well sometimes they are..and sometimes not.

@Sreya:I think mistakes are never sweet.But memories are.Even the bitter ones become part of your life whether you like it or not.
I regret making all the mistakes that I've made so far...but in a way I'm thankful for them too.'Cause each one of them taught me some invaluable lesson that I wouldn't have learnt otherwise.

Saim said...

Congoz...u just lived that famous phrase which goes somehow on the lines of "Sookhe hue phool kitaabon mein mile":)

Samadrita said...

@Saim:Yea hehe I kind of realized that myself. :)

'Ab ke bichhde to shayad khwabon mein mile
Jaise sukhe huye phool kitabon mein mile.'

Ranjith said...

I wrote a comment here earlier, but i guess i did not fight to push the post comment link, wondering.

So, am writing it back now, and this is all I shall say.
I'll take this as your best post ever.Keep it up.

Samadrita said...

@Ranjith:Wow to think that I only typed this out as an afterthought.Just thought I'd share my feelings.
Anyway it feels good to know that you liked this post that much ^^

Quintessence Of Illusion said...

Memories are sometimes meant to be beautiful and sometimes not..........and there lies the beauty..............well done girl.........

Samadrita said...

@Writu:Yea right you are.And thanks ^^

NesQuarX said...

It's the unpredictability that makes everything so awesome!

Samadrita said...

@NesQuarX:Partly true.I sure don't like unpleasant surprises. :(

workhard said...

yeah i use the one i saved as a book mark...

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