LOVE STORY OF A STONE-2



LOVE STORY OF A STONE-2
Almost 5 years passed. The stone went through all kinds of dust but still managed to keep that gallery of hers safe and crystal clear. For the past couple of months he too started to lose his faith in destiny and love and tried to move on with some other sculptures, but there never had any space left in his heart for even a beauty craved in marble. Meanwhile the sign board too went through a lot of troubles and ended up losing hope in the community to which the stone belonged.
 The loneliness of the stone traveled alongside with him to reach the same spot where once he started to feel his first heart-beat, his first warmth, his first loss of senses, his first love- love at first sight. To the greatest of his shock, the sign board was there looking aimlessly in the infinite sky as if waiting for the same stone to hold her hands and make her feel the warmth of all that love which he possessed for so long, to forget herself looking into those sparkles of infinite eyes which got a new life just by watching her stand there, to walk along with the stone in the marathon of life with hands clutched together so that no-one can ever break the bond.  
But as usual he was afraid of losing even the sight of her which he got after such a mammoth period of time. He silently went to the same spot and started chanting the same story which would never have any effect on anything mortal or immortal. But destiny had something else in its package. She smiled and came to him stretching her hands for the friendship. He got the heaven inside his soul all around.
  Slowly the time passed and they became very close friends. Every single moment of the stone passed in the absence of her view was a millennium passed for him. He just wanted to speak his hearts out to her. Every single word she said was an auspicious chanting for him. Every single move of her had a new mesmerizing effect on him. He was lost in the magical world of the beauty with a pure soul. So sweet a nature, so caring a feeling, so understanding a soul and so mature a being.
 Amazing spring came back for the stone. But spring never stays long. One day he spoke the truth to her. Told her the whole story, the story which was secured in his memories for the last five years without any scratch on even a single script of its. As expected she refused to believe what he felt so hard, so real all these years. But somehow he managed to bring her to his world along with his soul. She found it really sweet and adorable.
 She started liking him. But was afraid of her own. She knew that the stone possess a real fragile heart. She never wanted to be a cause of that broken angel. So she kept avoiding the proposals of the unstable soul. She just wanted the stay of that spring in her life, was afraid that the weather will change once she accepts his proposal. But she should trust the stone that he can make every other weather a spring for her, every other thorn will turn into roses, every single moment which she passes with the stone is the moment of smile on her face. It seems she too started loving the stone but afraid to admit. Everything once again went into the lap of destiny- the director of this story. But one thing is true- “the stone too had a love story.”

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