Friday, November 18, 2011

Once Upon A Time, there was a Black Witch!





















Once upon a time, long long ago there was a princess. She used to be very lonely, living in an alien town. This was the place where she met the prince Charming of fairy land. But they weren't friends and not at all close, jus two travellers sharing few words. The charming prince had already given his heart to the witch of far far land. The witch was a feeder, feeds on young heart, and was preying this time on dear Charming's heart.
She had a rabbit on her target and a prince to ambush. She had taken all way, made a prince to beg. But prince had faith, she is too honest, she understands. And her smiling humors made his life worthy. The joke was on him, when whole town laughed at his back. Still the prince kept on begging and asked for a date to love. The witch took the chance played the card of being friend forever. Henceforth she got her rabbit and prince wasn't needed to hold. She ignored him, she maintained the distance but prince kept on trying over and over for hopeless romance.
Months and months went by, his heart kept burning day and night. He started surviving on bread and wine, despaired the soles, departed from whole world. Then came the phase where he got soaked in work, but at the end of the day her letter and memories used to eat out his heart & soul. Nights started spending only with beer and wine but crying heart of his was never heard by her.
The princess was a distant observant, who couldn't watch any more. Gathering her broken heart together, she gave her hand to the man. The prince was broken inside and kept sobbing for the gone. The princess was there for him listening to every word he told. But while night fall, and before she sleeps she prayed to the stars to hear, "when the prince will look at me, when he will feel for me" but jus' before closing her eyes she wishes her prayer never come true "Coz I ain't deserve!".
The prince used to be rough sometime, she was left lonely some while. But one day the prince thought to try his love with her and kissed her in the beach rear. The day she could never let slip away, she promised her life to him since that day. But the prince thought its a mistake and left her on the first valentine's day. She passed through jungles of alien town, frightened by the darkness and the howling sound, still not losing hopes she pass to pronounce, "not to let go, we can work this out". Charming listened and told her patting "Until you there in the palace, you'll know there are thorn outside but you ain't have to worry until you're inside. But there's no certainty, no hope we can build a home but still we'll be together until we can hold". Princess was consoled and tried to hold on. Days passed by and months turned into years until one sudden day when everything was happy the witch came along. Charlie's sparkling eyes went bright seeing her, the love inside him once again emerged. Princess looked at him for some time and left them together for that while. When the prince came back they had a fight, and the broken trust couldn't got meld with time. Still she fought to let go and break the insecurity in her. Believing in unseen she trusted her prince forever. One after another the prince shattered her heart but one day his uncle remarked, "the wedding!", "Why not! It can be the time." Princess was again happy a purpose, a reason to be lively for sometime, this will change everything and answer to all fights. But the wedding was not until another year. And this year changed everything, every single goodness they had, the four pillars of relation, they fallen apart. The princess was turning to black magic and the prince was drawing apart from his rebound. The day before the wedding she showed up, the witch of far far land. She was beautiful and apologetic in tone, she asked to take, take her back for the love only she deserved to hold. The prince didn't reply as if he stayed pause, seeing him like this the princess couldn't stand. She came forward and shown her furious look, she tried to scare the witch away. That day the witch left to her far far land, left without saying a single word. And the wedding was done with a hope & dreams of happiness for always and forever.
Few months haven't passed, the prince was fed up with his own wife, always blamed her with mistakes of innocent tries, they never recovered the constant fights. The princess tried to understand 'Why?' even though it broken her inside until one day the prince left her again, and this time with hate in his eyes. With her heart broken she started the search yelled his name a thousand times, "wherever he is, he be safe, the only hope I can keep faith". She sent letters, she asked her crows to search. After the long night and half a day she finally succeed to bring him back. She hoped that things will change but it got worsen so much. So much that the relationship exist no more. The desperation to break up was final word.
One day the princess found a letter in his drawer. A letter the witch had written addressing to Charming's thoughts. That second paused for our princess, her body was numb, she sat on a chair and suddenly realised, "How I look now? its been so long". She watched herself in mirror, the mirror to reveal the soul, to analyse the truth lies in the dark eyes. She saw herself turned into a black witch surrounded by the crows of ugly town, she saw him to be happy if he kisses the maiden of far far land. The kiss meant by the prince only for her in the beach, which the black witch had stole with her dramatic surreal.
She asked her reflection 'Mirror! Mirror! What should I do? I leave, or let him go? He left me already what more to be told. I make him happy no more, but he can be happy again, why to pit the chances low.'
This is the end of the tale, The black witch will live, for a year of separation, for the prince to let go.
Finally the prince Charming will be happily forever after being together, with the honored maiden of far far land, living in a home. And the black witch of ugly town gets what she deserved, living alone in castle of dolor, punishing herself for the instances she belongs.