Her blindness was never a handicap as she belonged to a family of rich n famous…
Pampered by her brothers, spoilt by her parents…loved by everyone…she never felt the quantum of love missing from her life.
She had everything…except the ability to see….
She often wondered what is it like to see the colors, what is beautiful…, how do the flowers look, what is the color of the sky…n the list of the questions kept growing like the darkness of moonless night.
Her brother's friends would often visit their house…but she always liked one guy in particular -a shy guy..who would often remain quiet n seldom talk…perhaps that made him stand out in her eyes..his silence became his identity…
It was her birthday…she was loaded with gifts…
But in a remote corner of her heart she longed for something else…..these materialistic things held no importance in her dark world…
Her thoughts were disturbed by the sound of someone walking inside her room.
"Happy birthday…..here is a small gift for you…"
Ah the shy guy
He held her hand n placed something soft on her palm…
"What is it?" she asked
"Smell it…."
She did….it did smell like heaven …
"Wow…flowers?"
"Not just flowers……these are beautiful flowers…you always wanted to know what is beautiful….the fragrance is beautiful… the soft touch is beautiful….the feeling of beautiful itself is beautiful….."
He planted a supple kiss on her forehead before leaving….and said…,"YOU are beautiful…just like these flowers.."
The cool wind rustling through the window occasionally maneuvered the fragrance of the flowers towards her….It was the best birthday gift she had got, she could feel it, smell it and finally"see" the beauty shining in the crepuscule of her world.
