Nancy Barnwal

Abstract Fantasy Inspirational

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Nancy Barnwal

Abstract Fantasy Inspirational

From The Eyes Of Wonder

From The Eyes Of Wonder

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On my birthday, my brother and I sat down to cut the cake.

As I lit the matchstick with tears rolling down my eyes and grief in my heart, the sky turned

bright purple and unremitting. I saw my world coming to a halt, the wings of the birds

stopped fluttering in the sky, and the ignited match stick stood static in the air which I

dropped in shock. My heart froze as I saw a great illusion of light and I witnessed a fairy

emerging from the bright light.


She wiped my tears and asked me the reason of my moistened eyes. I opened my heart and

told her that I became an orphan. On my 2nd birthday, my parents died in a road accident. I

feel anguished as I don't even remember their faces.

She held her magic wand and asked my wish, I just desired to spend a few moments with my

parents.

My wish was granted and I witnessed the love of my mother and experienced my father's

protective shadow. I felt the showering of my parents' blessings. I cut the cake and celebrated

the happiest birthday ever.


While we all were returning home, I witnessed another flashlight. A truck was speeding

towards us which took my parents life. This time I experienced eternal love of my parents for

me and my brother as I saw them sacrificing their lives once again in order to save us.

This time I could feel every bit of my heart crushing into the tiniest pieces. Today I felt the

pious love of my parents and I wondered how love can give you strength to sacrifice yourself

for others.

This was a whacked out event that unfolded over the weekend and I regretted meeting the

fairy. I relived the pain and agony.


It was Ganesh Chaturthi and I witnessed Ganesh Visarjan. I enquired the reason of immersing

Lord Ganesha into the water. My brother told that Lord Ganesha goes back to where he

comes from. He had come to visit us to celebrate. I was puzzled that even after he leaves why

we pray to him every day. My brother explained that his idol is gone but he continues to

exist. He will guide us whenever we think and pray to him.

I was amazed and left awe-struck as I thought that my parent's bodies are gone like Ganesha's

idol but their love and blessings will forever continue to exist. All I have to do is close my

eyes, smile and think of them. My questions of that awful death were answered and it brought

down my agony.


That night I slept peacefully hugging my brother and wished my parents goodnight.


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