The story starts: She was an innocent prisoner, a victim of circumstances, a victim of this cruel, canny world and was serving her sentence in a prison awaiting execution. He was in the same prison, about to be freed and he met her one day. He saw her innocence, he deeply thought of what she termed as a crime. 'No', he said, 'you ought to be free'. He decided to set her free. He fought for her and the doors of the prison were opened for her but she refused to be freed... She denied to come out. But the man was determined to set her free, he did not give up, he had to take her out, he broke all the walls of the prison, he was fatally wounded by the time the last wall was broken. She was sitting at the same place unmoved and she screamed at him, "Whyyyyyyyy? Why stranger.......... why you? Why..... when because of whom I am here, he never cared to bring down the walls.... why you?" For the last time his dying eyes met hers and he said .................. T
So much said in so few words! beautiful.
ReplyDeleteperfect! ...or perhaps "distracted" by the beautiful destination :)
ReplyDeleteGreat posts.. great way of describing stuffs in much less words.. :)
ReplyDeletehey... awsum selection o pics and adorable interpretation...
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I was blinded by the pain, I lost sight of the destination, now I'm not sure which way to go at all.
ReplyDeleteTrue.....it all depends on how we perceive the path n our destination.........
ReplyDeleteWow...beauty in contrast...i like it :)
ReplyDeletea very sombre post and a lovely pic 2 go wid..gud 1!!
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ReplyDeleteThe toughest path bears the sweetest fruits...
ReplyDeletesignificantly beautiful.
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