The Phoenix’s Tail, Part II

July 29, 2015 § Leave a comment

As time passed, the list of Emily’s admirers gradually dwindled. Some already moved on; others had simply given up. Ken was probably the only one who still held romantic feelings for Emily. Everyone at school knew that he loved her, and they were silently rooting for the two to become a couple. The only person who was oblivious of Ken’s love seemed to be Emily, to the amazement of the entire school. Is she really the heartless “Ice Queen” just like in the rumors? This was a hot topic at school for several years.

In the summer before their final year of high school, Ken had finally made up his mind. He will approach Emily on the first day of class and confess his feelings to her. Even if she rejected him, he will have no regrets. Knowing how much she adored the Poinciana*, he brought with him a bagful of the beautiful blossoms.

Emily did not show up for the first day of class. Ken was stunned by her absence. In all the years he had known her, she had never missed her first day of class. Did something happen to her? He was really worried about her.

The Phoenix’s Tail, Part I

July 28, 2015 § Leave a comment

Ken first met Emily in his homeroom class. Whether it was fate or chance, they had been classmates since. Incidentally, Ken’s assigned seat was always behind Emily’s, allowing him a good view of the most beautiful girl in school. Despite being in the same class for many years, Ken never once had a conversation with Emily that lasted more than a minute. There was a reason for it.

Emily came from a prominent family. Her father was a high-ranking elected official, while her mother was one of only five female surgeons in the country. Academically, she had always been at the top of her class. Additionally, Emily’s elegant beauty won her many admirers. Because of her impressive background or perhaps her aloof personality, none of her admirers found the courage to confess their feelings to her or even approach her. They were afraid of being rejected by her. They were afraid of being called “a crow wanting to befriend a phoenix.” Consequently, Emily always seemed to be alone. One could conjecture that she had never had a single close friend.

Ken was one of Emily’s admirers. Unlike his long-time crush, he was just an ordinary schoolboy. His father was a salaryman and his mother was a housewife. He loved to hang out with friends and enjoyed athletic activities. His grades were only average. Like the other admirers, Ken had yet to confess his feelings to Emily. It was not because he was afraid of becoming a laughing stock at school. It was because he wanted to protect his deep feelings for her, from the cruel reality.

The Human Comedy, Story 2

July 24, 2015 § Leave a comment

Based on a true story:

A lady was attacked by a vicious swarm of bees. She tried to take cover in one of the nearby buildings. Unfortunately, that building was locked. She tried to take cover in another building, but the people inside refused to let her in, fearing the killer bees will come in as well. One woman even shoved her to the ground and shut the door on her.

Her numerous pleadings for help were to no prevail. In her desperation, she attempted to fight off the venomous bees. Unfortunately, they were too much for her. It was a difficult scene to stomach. The people inside the buildings could do nothing but watch. When the authorities came, the lady was already dead . There were thousands of bee stings on her body. It was an act of nature, proclaimed one of the witnesses.

The Legendary Love Flowers, Part III

July 23, 2015 § Leave a comment

The truth was that the flower Mamata consumed was Odisse and not Amor. Mamata died because she loved him so much. Despite excruciating pains, she just could not stop loving Heramba. She would rather die than to stop thinking about him.

When Heramba finally realized his tragic error, he was determined to atone for his sin. He spent the remainder of his life looking for the legendary flower Amor. Heramba finally found Amor on the Himalayas twenty years later and promptly consumed it. He will never again forget his beloved Mamata.

The Legendary Love Flowers, Part II

July 22, 2015 § Leave a comment

Mamata was an avid tea drinker. She started every morning with a cup of vintage tea. Little that she knew, Heramba had been mixing her tea with Amor’s petals.

Heramba’s little scheme appeared to work out exactly as he had hoped. The flower was as advertised. Mamata’s affections for him seemed to multiply by leaps and bounds. She was more devoted to him than ever before. Yet, her increased love was accompanied by worsening health. Mamata was suffering from a mysterious illness.

Heramba hired the best doctors in the world to take care his beloved Mamata. Unfortunately, none of them was able to figure out what had been ailing her. Mamata’s health continued to rapidly deteriorate. During her illness, Heramba spent countless hours by her bedside tending to her every need; his devotion to her was unsurpassed. Mamata was really touched by his love. She died a happy woman. She had no regrets.

The Legendary Love Flowers, Part I

July 20, 2015 § Leave a comment

According to legends, there exist two flowers (Odisse and Amor) whose shapes, sizes and colors are identical. But there is one important distinction. If consumed, Odisse would cause its victim to experience excruciating pain whenever she thinks about someone really important to her. Amor, on the other hand, would cause its victim to experience comparable pain when she does not think about her beloved. The legendary flowers only bloom once every 100 years and can only be found on high mountains.

Heramba and Mamata were deeply in love. They were each other’s shadow. But somehow, Heramba was still not satisfied with the intensity of Mamata’s love for him. He wanted more from her; he wanted her to spend every moment of her life thinking about him. What a selfish man he was!

When Heramba heard that the magical flower Amor was spotted on the famed Mount Kailash, he was determined to get the flower for himself. Blessed with a hefty fortune he inherited from his late father, Heramba hired the world’s best climbers to roam the great Kailash searching for the legendary flower. It wasn’t long before the flower was found and delivered to the wealthy patron. Heramba, of course, kept this secret from Mamata.

Poetry: Parted Ways

July 16, 2015 § Leave a comment

She departed on a summer night.
We are now an ocean apart.
One seeks her new horizon.
The other searches for his own true path.
Let gentle winds carry away our happiness
and potent waves wash away our sadness.

My love,
Please don’t save your tears for me
and don’t hide your genial smile.
No party lasts forever.
No love bond is unbreakable.
Let our love only be…..a faint memory.

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