FROM THE PEN APN
I am a flower and in my short
life-time I gather the beauty of creation and bloom with pleasant colours and
fragrances so that men can see the beauty of creator through me.
I am born to spread beauty.
I speak subtly in the language of
fragrance. I soothe the eyes and cheer both heart and mind. That is why I am
plucked and given to your sweet heart as a token of your love. I am happy that
I symbolize love and best wishes.
The greatest time in my life comes
when a lover offers me in the hand of his beloved and the beloved blushingly
receives me. And accepting me the beloved accepts in her a chain of new
creation that is love-marriage-children and so on.
But in some occasions I may fall
also in the hands of a person who has a calculative mind and a stony heart and
who may throw me on the table carelessly and will demand for a GOLD RING
because for him/her I have no lasting value as compared to the yellow metal.
I do not know what hate is. That
is why 20 years after when a ditched lover opens a book and discovers my dried
corpse from the folds of the book, he places his hands on me, closes his eyes
and draws a long breath. And from the corner of his closed eyes drops of
shining tear come out. I am a witness of his love and he has preserved me
carefully although his love-life was unsuccessful.
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