It is very rare when situations
and emotions meet up at the same plot, where everything is as per claimed thought
and the wheels of life gets oiled up on its own. This draft titled as “Blue Shores”
is all about that plot where emotions and situations meet together and they coordinate
with each other hand in hand. Like all my past blogs here also I will be
projecting my this story with help of character “Niasy”, she is the main centre
of this draft though its narrated by me but acted and made understood by her.
Raising the curtains and allowing
beam to fall on niasy, she is female who is jeweled with beauty and has always been exploring whatever comes her way.
When life takes sharp turn she gets herself firm and fights back with all the
hurdles that are obstructing her in the way. The one who has been little aware
about what kind of power she possess within her. She has always been full of
life and less is known to world about her this powerful act. Blue shores is her
way of dealing with fast paced life and that’s what ignited or I should say provided
me plot to walk down on my page with leaving blue impressions behind. Lot of
suspense which I have been constantly adding to this blog has to be accepted on
very grounds that flow of sentences are not that much capable to capture the
most captivating soul she has to be decorated with garland of rhyming words.
Long ago I met a
soul,
She was busy in
her chores,
I went to her and
disturbed her for a while
But then also she
greeted me with smile
I tried a lot to
get her attention on me,
But it was her
passion which was on driving seat,
She was so engrossed
in her work,
That I just wrote
about it irrelevant of any perks.
That flirty hair
was falling on her lavishing eyes and disturbing her in making designer kite,
I wished that flow
of winds comes and blows that hair away,
I prayed to god
that help her in fixing the wet clay,
More or less she
was dedicated to her work as,
Waters get clear
in depth of ocean,
She came to me and
just smiled,
Well that was
amazing and my most memorable clicked file,
Lot of things happened
in between,
But I was just
carried away by her way of handling minute details with attention on the field,
My heart said go
and help her in the work
But I knew she
will not allow any random bird
Still I took all
courage and made attempt to help her
But she said “ She will be happy if I don’t interfere”
But she said “ She will be happy if I don’t interfere”
Not because she
was not willing to take my help
But only because
she was not in any position to miss chance of flying her own kite
Then I got pen and
paper nearby my eye sight
And that’s how I
could write this “Blue shores” flight
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