That day when ocean was drenched

 

Ocean was her favorite place to be. Big, deep, wast and full of life. as a child she use to wonder why the waves are so short lived, why the ocean is always happy and dancing all the time. when ever life breaks her down, she will run to ocean and talk to uncle ocean. Uncle always use to touch her softly and fill her feet with gifts of beautiful shells and she will forget everything and will dance with joy. when she was happy she will go to uncle and dance .. with her tiny feet jumping in water and the ocean will dance with her by throwing soft waves at her.. throwing her into water and she would roll and toss in joy. Uncle ocean use to wait for for the little girl to visit her and the little girl use to enjoy the sound of ocean. They use to have endless conversations, which no one could understand. But no one could understand the relationship of the girl and the uncle ocean. No one ever stopped her from running to ocean, cause it was her heart that was driven act, full of innocence and love. Many times when her mother could not answer her questions , she would tell the little girl to go and ask the uncle ocean. After an hour when she comes back home, mother would ask... "what happened?" the girl would answer every time "I got my answer" Mother never asked what? and little girl never explained why? 

But that day, she was standing as a young , beautiful girl , with her head down and tears rolling down her eyes. She felt as if she lost everything and got nothing left in her. Uncle ocean looked her and knew that feeling. He was angry with the world and his wavers were very furious. He made the loudest noise smashing the shore in anger. That day everyone was scared of the ocean and no one went near him. The girl walked slowly to him and fell on her knees, surrendering to the wet sand of the ocean. She lifted her head and whispered "why love hurts when its gone?" 

Uncle replied softly ...cause its love, its never gone. Its a feeling which no one can take it away from you, unless you give up. From the time the universe is made by God, I am in love with moon Everyday i try so may times to reach her. During day no one can see her, but i Do. Till now i could not touch her. She loves me too. But we cannot be together, but that does not deny the fact that we love each other. Every full moon when she is the most beautiful, her image falls on to me and I cannot control myself and we dance. No one dares to interrupt us. I wait every month for that moment. From decades, every second I long to be with her. But our destiny is not that. I have cried endlessly to be with her that my water is so full of salt. My darling little girl, love is not always about being together, its the felling of belonging to someone, touching the soul of each other-without physically connected. Its the feeling of endless effort to be with some one and never give up on that. Love is always true and never ends or die. Hold on to the felling of love and let go the pain of losing it. Cause love cannot be lost , it can only be felt and cherished. 

Little girls broken heart find the answers again. She rushed into uncle ocean. Spreads her hand and lifts her head, screams as tears rolls down her cheeks . "I love you my darling and you are my sky and I will never give up on you." That day ocean was quite ....as first time in really long time ocean felt , how it feels to be drenched in salt water.

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