After growing up listening to pixie tales and movies which put in the picture of ‘happily ever after’, the query is that, are we still kid enough to be told that ‘if it’s not happy, it’s still not the end’?
May be its different than what we think. When I sit with a novel and read some heart soothing pieces, I do sense the happily ever after moment. I do feel the same, while for the happy personal and professional moments. But I very well also know that they are momentary. Perfectly assured is that body and soul reaches the happily ever after when we stop living and while others mourn, we rejoice for leaving this sullied world behind.
My intentions are not to pull the same old thread of discussion that it is a myth and we need to learn to live by the moment blah blah stuff. Our ancestors have built an institution of ‘Happily Ever After’ and there must be some real take home to it. May be it’s a phase wise phenomenon that can never be understood. May be it’s a series of stitched stories which all have a happy ending, giving happiness one step at a time, one after the other.
I think it’s possibly this and many more:
- One has to understand that pain is inevitable and suffering is like really and really optional
- One needs to learn to use the energy through a positive channel
- It is completely senseless to brag and cry over a problem for days and weeks
- When conscience and actions are in the play ground, actions should passionately join the pace
- Life has no meaning without ‘mad deep passionate never ending love’ towards something at every and any given point of time
- Slow moving lives who take years to decide minimal something, might end up with nothing
- Something is really not right if we have time and don’t know how to use it
This short story is written for the Indispire Edition Number 117. Here is the supplied prompt:
Just when everything started looking fine, the phone rings.. [Build a story]
The link and stories submitted by others can be checked out HERE.
It was her engagement and a gathering of associated family and close friends. There was a delicious black current cake as a witness of celebration. She had got some awesome presents and day was going just fine. Just when everything started looking fine, the phone rings. It was awkward because she had stopped using that SIM from a long time as it had some unwanted associated memories. Moreover the call was from an unknown number.
She was hesitant enough to pick the call. ‘Why did I not destroy this long ago?’ was the torturing question in her mind. It was her old dedicated SIM to whom she had assumed was love of her life. She did not wanted it to be him, the long past love, for whom she had spent months to overcome the sadness. He had longed for a break up in spite of all her begging’s and he never told a reason for the case. The ring from unknown number had freaked her out as she had finally moved on and engaged to another seeking true love.
Her hand had an engagement ‘ring’ which was joyous and cell phone which was giving out a ‘ring’ which made her miserable. This guy, with whom she was engaged, who already knew her past clearly noticed her anxiety, came running to her and exclaimed,
‘Oh! It’s me who has called you to your old number from my new number! I want to change your every sadness to happy ones and I want to start with this. Until we get married we shall interact using this contact and make better memories. Let’s replace old ones with new fresh and blissful ones.’
She silently had a few tears.