Monday, 24 March 2014

The Glass Slipper

It wasn't time to leave yet he chose that moment to say 'Good Bye'. With a heavy heart, she watched him getting up from his seat and walking away. Her mouth opened and she raised her hand in  a motion to call out to him but no sound came. Her extremely feeble attempt to stop him had also failed.  He walked away and she bravely battled her tears in case he glanced back in her direction but he did not look back even once.

It wasn't time to leave as there were so many unanswered questions. She still had so many things to say to him. Oh God! Why was she always tongue-tied in his presence? Why were their conversations always incomplete?

There was still time before she needed to return yet she found herself on a bus homeward bound. It would be a long ride home. After all, she had come all the way to the other side of town just to catch up with him over a cup of coffee. And conversations they had had on topics ranging from books, movies, philosophy to current affairs. Not once did he express any interest in knowing the happenings of her life and though she had attempted to bring up certain issues, his nonchalance forced them to stay inwards. She wanted to just pick up her phone, dial his number and scream at him. She took a few deep breaths as a last piece of struggle to remain calm. She decided to not think about it and tried diverting her attention to other things. Unfortunately, the sight on the road jam-packed with cars was not a pleasant view to admire. She looked inside the bus and suddenly, a sight of the mother and daughter sitting in the seat in front grabbed her attention.

The mother was narrating the story of Cinderella. She watched as the mother animatedly related the part where the Prince swore to only marry the girl to whom the slipper belonged and his quest finally led him to the home of Cinderella where, much to the dismay of her stepmother and stepsisters, the glass slipper fitted Cinderella perfectly and she ended up marrying her Prince Charming. The daughter had a broad smile on her face and clapped her hands in delight at the happy ending.

She still believed that a happily ever after was possible for her. It was not something that existed only once upon a time. Life definitely had a lot of beautiful things to offer. Why else would she be still living?

It was not time for her to leave this earth yet which is why she chose to stay. She could have allowed herself to be broken down and blamed him for her miseries. But that would have been the easy way out. She had grown up hearing fairy-tales. This was her chance to live her teachings from them. Just like Cinderella and her glass slipper, if something was meant for her, it would be a perfect fit. There would be no forcing, no struggling and no pain. And with this lesson, she stayed on earth joyously, living each day to the fullest, being grateful for all the blessings that were showered her way.

She was, after all, just a part of the cosmos, scattering her stardust all over the world. And she had been gathering it back ever since she had opened her eyes in this world. She hoped to find all her missing parts as life went by. The real challenge had been knowing if she could fit them right back into the jigsaw of her life and figuring out which parts were not the lost pieces of her being.

22 comments:

  1. Beautifully said Divya, if something is meant for us, it will fit itself into our jigsaw puzzle. We cannot force something to fit into it, yet we must keep looking for the pieces to complete the picture.

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    1. Thank You Reshma :-) I had written a piece earlier on how the beauty of life is sometimes being at peace with the missing pieces of our puzzle :-) Most of the time we are so busy trying to fit things into our framework, that the futile struggle to do so eats us up at times!

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  2. My God this was such an intellectual piece. I say intellectual because of the way you thought it our. Especially that last paragraph!

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  3. Beautifully said as Reshma pointed out - loved reading every word of it <3

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    1. Thank You Namrata! Coming from you - it means a lot ;)

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  4. Ah! Sigh.... fitting the jigsaw...
    Love this sparkling piece, Dee!

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    1. Thanks Mohini! I wish it were easy *sigh*T

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  5. Loved how you narrated it ... and the last para ... wow ... magical as always :-)

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  6. This is a magnificent piece of writing from you. Its lovely. How well you have narrated the girls emotion. you know if u have read new moon - second chapter where Edward leaves Bella alone. this is somewhat happens to her. I first thought it the same! That proves that u can be compared to great authors and the stories which u narrate will keep the world hooked up.

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    1. Thank You - I have read Twilight but didn't really like it much :-) And let's hope I do get a chance to write a book someday :-D

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    2. Welcome.. Yes I know that u dislike it.. and Divya bua not to worry - That day is not far away when we all will be holding ur books - I pray for that special day to come soon!! :D

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  7. This was an amazing piece. Really well written, short, and touching. Reading all the comments here, if you DO decide to write a book? It'll probably be as mind blowing as The Last Lecture (Its my favorite book, and you could easily write something like that) , or something. Its a gift to relate two stories and a message like that. Awesome. <3

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    1. Thank You Khushi! I have not read this book but will surely check it out :-) Hope to see you returning to this space soon!

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  8. Awesome. Can't and shouldn't say anything more!

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  9. Sagnik Bhattacharya30 March 2014 at 20:41

    Lost for words, I am! Simply lost for words... All I'd say is that I am eagerly looking forward to more such work from you!

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  10. Beautifully penned down! :)
    This is my visit. Will keep visiting :D
    Toddles!

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