Friday, June 17, 2011 | By: Meety

The Picture

It was a sweet little breeze... warm and soothing.. relaxing anything that it touched... it swept in through the open windows.. and peeped inside…the picture frame smiled as it brushed against the glossy shine, caressing the lovely, happy moments in the picture of good times...the frozen moments.. safely wrapped in the protective layer of glass... who swore to protect its precious one from all the worldly destructive forces... The lovely little breeze... teased the precious one... tickled it till it swayed... it was such a good sight to see... They played together.. giggling and shouting.. until they saw the storm fast approaching..  without a hint it knocked the breeze away where to? no one could see...



The glass and the frame shook with fear holding on to their precious one... they shuddered at the sound of its evil howl... but they stood there...firm and strong... like a true knight.. protecting their princess... willing to give up their lives if needed and thus fanning the sparks of anger of the insane storm... it storm blew harder... spitting stones of curses at the shining knight of glass... he was scratched, hurt and bruised.. but brave and unshaken was he... The demon in the storm grew stronger and wilder unable to take on the strength of courage....it looked around… for a sign of weakness... somewhere.. anywhere.. and there it saw ...the tiny hook.. holding  on to her dear frame.... with her own life clinging over the small iron nail... with a dirty laugh of happiness the wind pulled hard at the only point of weakness... shaking it violently... until it gave up with a whimper... as it let go of its dear dear frame...

Alas!! our dear picture!! it  fell with so loud a clatter.. that shook the entire world around it..rains of shattered glass flew around ... hurting the receding storm.. who went away victorious..leaving a gloomy air of silence behind... and there lied the picture... a hurting picture of happiness... overlooking  the still frame that lay besides...with the only remains of its protector lying over it.. as a symbol of its last attempt to protect her... ...

Our dear picture of happiness... lay hurt and destroyed... but the spirit of good times lingered around it...... like a living world of hopeful dreams


7 Thought(s):

Ugri said...

Hmm!! Sometimes, how much ever you try to avoid the situation, finally we end up in it :-( sad but true.!!!

Loved it :'(

Shine said...

The 'Master' knows the right place for the picture. Even when it falls and gets shattered which is very saddening, He knows it can be gathered and put together and life can be started all over again.

Once again Sig.. a beautiful article..

Meety said...

@Ugri : chill sweety.. remember life is a mixture of good and bad.. so if u face a bad situation.. well then.. you are due to face a good one sometime soon.. >:D<
@Shiny : Well said my dear.. and glad that you liked it :-)

Insignia said...

:-) Ebbs and tides need to be there for life to be interesting.

good one...you have put it in a nice way

Meety said...

Thank You Insignia!

Nuri said...

very beautiful

Meety said...

Thank You Nur!!