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Short story about an unusual wedding. |
Wedding at the burial ground An Alarm was ringing from quite a long time from the apartment at the corner of the street. Black paint of the sky seemed to be wearing out and a crimson red shade was slowly spreading over. Chirping of the birds marked the beginning of another day but for Alena it was her special day. Deep in her heart she could feel the warmth of his hug, the unconditional love he had for her was the best thing in her life. End of bachelor life for Robin meant a new life with Alena for which he was waiting for the last ten years. Following the engagement which was witnessed by a very closed group of friends and family they had declared this day for the Wedding. Girl friend for most of his friends, was a word in plural, but for him he had grown up with Alena and she was his girl always. House of the bride was covered with colorful lights which were still glowing, but the sunlight was determined to wipe out those colors. In her bedroom, Alena had spent last night with her eyes wide open dreaming about the life with Robin. Jack, her pet dog went upto Robin's house which was next to Alena's house looking for Robin. Kids were playing in the park outside, which reminded her of their sweet childhood days. Love is always a pleasant realisation that life is meaningful, thought Alena. Meanwhile, guests started coming to Robin's house where his alarm was still ringing and only Jack was there in the house. Nearly three years back his parents were killed in an accident which made him completely alone in that house. Outside her house, people drafted different stories according to their creativity about Robin's sudden disappearance. Palaces of dreams started to shake in Alena's hearts with the comments of the guests. Queen of Love, that was how her prince descrided about her to his friends and colleagues. Rising sun was becoming more powerful and had completely conquered those lights with ease. Summer always came with unbearable heat but the heat building up out of the uncertainty was even worse. The car which Alena gifted for last years valentines day rushed in to the drive way and a crying JOhn emerged from inside. Unwinding the misterious moment, he murmured, "Robin died in an accident yesterday night." Various colors of the lights, now turned out to be black which covered the house as though it was a newmoon night. Why did I dress up as a bride, when my destiny wanted me to attend my Robin's funeral?, thought Alena. Xeric environment invaded her eyes which drained out the left out moisture which prevented even one drop of tear to appear. Youth had failed her and she felt wrinkles appearing on her face and all over her body. Zenith of love can sometimes be defined as getting united in death, and thus the ringing alarm could not say whether her death at that moment shoult not have happenned. |