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Casper , Why I am like this?
Because you are very sweet and helpless .. poor baby. {smiles}
No Casper.. you don't know me... I am ... I am very selfish.
hmm.. and what makes you think like this?
Oh Casper! we won't meet again.. I don't want to see you anymore.. I .. I can not bear this pain.. Casper.
Jeanie ! my darling ! am I giving youpain? Do you really want me to go away from you?
Oh no Casper! you don't understand me. Not at all. I dont want you to go anywhere . And yes you give me pain but its more sweeter than any pleasure. Believe me! Oh its too strange.
You are an angel. A craeture who doesn't belong to this earth .
No aim a human being ,too mean and selfish.
Come, come here, give me your hands I want to kiss them. ( he kisses her hands)
Hey Jeanie ! See what a splendid view it is , Sun over the horizon , crimson light, scattered clouds creating unique shapes .. ah ..a heavenly view ... isn't it?
Yes Its so beautiful! ( she becomes a little uneasy)
What happened Jeanie? Are you alright?
Yes I am.. I am alright.
No you are not. tell me what happened?
I don't like watching sunset like .. like this.. I mean .. evenings sometimes depress me.
(In a tender and firmer voice) Hey look into my eyes Jeanie.. what happened?
I am .. I am afraid.
Afraid of what?
Afraid of inevitable, afraid of unknown, afraid of myself.
Oh Jeanie come here..you need not to be afraid of anything. See here.. give me your arms.. hold me tightly. ( whispering in her ears) Come .. come .. into my heart. You are secure here.
(She silently listens and let her negative emotions go out)
(After the Golden silence)
I am okay now. Thank you Casper.
Your welcome Princess (both smiles and look tenderly and affectionately at each other)
(She suddenly bursts out into a laugh)
You look beautiful when you laugh.
hmm.. I know.
May God bless you.
God bless you too.

Comments

Mr Happy said…
with every evening , there comes a morning , and morning bliss is beautiful , well written :)
@ngel ~ said…
yeah there comes a morning ... and I wait for it ! And I wait for it ! :) waoo.... wat a poetic quality repeatation gives!!

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