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27 August 2014

Vengeance She Vowed

It was the happiest day of her life. At Nineteen, an epitome of smouldering beauty, the only daughter to Prince Charles the Junior, Maria was the princess of Spain. She had everything a girl would ever desire except for the love of the man she truly loved. But that void didn't last for long as Lucas Lawrence confessed his love to her. She thought she was going to die out of joy.

"I love you. Please marry me Senorita`" Lucas proposed to her.

Maria was speechless. She absorbed the picture of the man who was on his knees, kneeling and asking for her hand. This was everything she had wished for.

"Yes! Oh yes!" she spoke at last as tears of joy poured down her luminous blue eyes.

The whole world celebrated as Lucas Lawrence was crowned the new Prince of Spain with his new bride Maria oh his side. The wedding was the biggest controversy around the whole world as this was the first time a soldier from the Spanish army had been crowned as the new King.

Half of Spain was convinced that Lucas Lawrence was a gold digger and that the reason he married Maria was that she was a Princess, the only daughter of Prince Charles Junior, a woman whom any man would marry because of her wealth and her title.

But when they saw the couple at the wedding, so much in love, they were proven wrong.

Maria was dressing up in her fairy gown when she heard someone enter the room.
"I am sorry Marai my dear" She turned abruptly. It was her father.

"Dad..." She knew he was still not happy with this marriage.

"I am really sorry. I... I thought... he was using you. That's the reason I never agreed for this wedding before. But I guess I was wrong... Just forgive me my..my....meh... oh dear..!" and he fell on the floor, shaking and catching his heart. H e died on her wedding day.

Forgive... FORGIVE.. NO... NEVER!

Maria woke up with a jolt, sweating and panting. 'Calm down Maria it was just a dream' Maria said to herself but NO... That wasn't true. It was NOT a dream. It was the dark reality.....it was just a flashback. 'But it was partly a lie. I am not beautiful!' Atleast not in his eyes!

The truth came back to her and it was bitter. Very bitter. Everything she had dreamt was a flashback, a memory of what had happened three years ago. Yes. Everything was true except for the bitter fact that she wasn't beautiful, she was ugly. Very ugly....

The word 'FORGIVE' had woken her up. She knew she could never forgive that man. She wanted revenge. No, she was not talking about her father. It was Lucas...yes, she wanted to avenge Lucas Lawrence. She wanted to punish him so cruelly that he would beg for her forgiveness and rot in hell for centuries to come.

"Oh father! I wish I had listened to you!"...and the tears started looming out of her eyes.

Three years ago:

Her father's death had come as a shock to her. The whole world would miss him. There was a sudden void in her life but she was glad that she at least had Lucas by her side now....forever.

The cremation took place the day after her wedding. Important people from all around the world came to Prince Charles's funeral. All of them said the same thing "Prince Charles was lucky to witness his daughter's wedding before his death and he had crowned a new Prince, an heir too" Only if they knew the truth.

"Luc. Where are we heading to?" Maria asked Lucas for what seemed the hundredth time. They were in their Private jet. It had been a week since her father's death and their wedding.

"Lucas! Why aren't you answering me?" Maria questioned again, wondering what on earth had got into Lucas who was busy with his cellphone, texting she assumed.

"Luc--"

"Shut up will you!" Lucas cut her mid sentence.

Maria stared at the man who suddenly looked like a stranger to her.

"What on earth has got into you Luc! Why... I am your bride...you.."

"Bride? Hahah... hahhaahhaa!" Lucas finally looked at her and laughed.

"You a bride? Get out of your fairytale bitch! I married you for my reasons and now I have got them! Now, I would appreciate it if you could just shut your ugly mouth and live under my shoes for the rest of your life, thanking me for marrying a shit like you!"

Every word was like a stab with a sharp knife on her already sorrow filled heart. Her world had suddenly turned upside down. So what the world warned me about was true!

"What did you think? I really loved you? Haha! Holy shit! Did you look at your face in the mirror?! ...and because we are dying to know where we are heading, let me tell you that we are heading to my honeymoon destination. Now don't start dreaming bitch, when I say my honeymoon, I mean me and my mistress not you, you ugly witch!"

"I...I want a divorce..." were the only words she could spell out.

"Sure my ugly duckling! But only after six months as the damn law states. I must say your father was a fool to transfer all your fortune to my name before he died. Haha!

When the jet landed, Marai got out of her seat and ran towards the opening. She didn't want to be with this monster even for another second.

"Hey! Wait you ugly!" Lucas called out to her. "You forgot something. Why don't you take back your engagement ring. You can sell it and pay your future bills. Haha!"

"Yes. You are right, I forgot something" Maria mouthed, getting closer to Lucas and kicking him in his shins with all her might. Then she ran away, ran away from the monster she once loved, his agonizing shouts vibrating in her ears.

From that day, revenge has been the only thing on her mind,

She looked around and saw that her other two cellmates were fast asleep. Then she looked at the threatening, solid iron barred doors of her cell unable to sink in the realization even after three years that she was in a jail - The central Spanish penitentiary for women.

The scars and cuts on her hands caused due to excessive jail labour were visible even in the feeble moonlight from the tiny barred window. She slowly curled up her right hand and let out a gasp when blood oozed out of her cuts.  She ran to the solid wall of her cell and scribbled something on it with her blood.

 'Lucas'  

As she stared at the word she had scribbled, vengeance she vowed!

(c)Bushra

24 August 2014

Platform Number Paanch

I was running... 

It was a breezy day and the station was over crowded with passengers hurrying to their respective platforms. 

I had just started towards my platform when I heard the speaker announce "Mumbai se Dilli jane wali Dilli express platform number paanch par aachuki hai!" I increased my pace, a little falter in my steps and I would miss my train.

There, I saw the train, smoking blue on platform number five, whistling and threatening to leave me any moment. Just when I thought I had caught it, you came in my life and I caught my breath.

I dashed you,
You lost your balance,
I caught you in time,
As you lay in my arms,
Our eyes met.

Those hazel brown eyes, mahagony hair and strawberry lips stirred up my whole being. I couldn't take my eyes off you.

...and I missed my train.

It's been twenty years since that day. Today, I am sitting on the same platform waiting to receive our daughter.

The loud honking signalling the train's arrival drives me back to the present. I get up from my seat and start searching. A soft hand clutches my shoulder from the back and I know its her.

"Papa!" She says hugging me with joy.

"Wish you a very prosperous seventeenth birthday beta. Welcome home!" I say, as a tear trickles down my eyes.

"Thank you Pa!" she says giving me her best smile. I look at her for a whole minute and marvel for the hundredth time about how exactly she looks like you.

I don't mention it to her, I know she will breakdown if I remind her about you... or your death.

We are about to take a turn when she suddenly stops, staring at the board reading "Platform number Five" 

"Dad! This is the same platform where you met Mom right?" She asks me with a sad smile on her face.

"Yes dear. This is the one" 

...and we leave the station, the wonderful memories you gave us running in our minds.


This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

21 August 2014

Naina Tu Mila ~ Shayari

In labon ki bhi kya majboori hai,
Sab keh kar bhi kyun baat adhuri hai

Kyun lafz ruk gaye hain akar hothon par,
Akhir kaisi yeh bewajah doori hai

Kyun chain nahi hai ab dilko, 
Kyun ab kuch kehna zaroori hai

Zara ankh mila kar dekho toh,
Jo lab na keh paye,
In aankhon me woh baat poori hai!
~ Bushra

20 August 2014

Love at first sight


My heart leapt, skipping a beat
Any moment we were meant to meet

As it was destined, I lost my balance and tripped,
You caught me in time, as my books slipped

I took in your svelting charm and eyes warm grey
I swear that day you took my breath away

I never believed in destiny until I met you,
You made me realize 'Love at first sight' was true

Your touch was electrifying and your looks a toast
It was your smile which consumed me the most

If you would have held me any longer, oh boy!
I swear I would have died out of excessive joy!

I remember how your eyes had searched for mine,
No doubt that day was truly divine.

It was destiny then, it's destiny now,
I often look at you and wonder how

Through the years our love just grew,
Oh! How much I love you, you have no clue,
You just have no clue!

~(C)Bushra

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