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A Window Girl: Part 2
Going back to the Dream of dreaming with window girl.
(Analyse the love in the dream of dream by words)
“ She came like a spring with gentle breeze, greenness everywhere, I still remember. I love the beauty of the nature in her smile, I sang with all those birds the same song of freedom of love with you during our school, I enjoyed every moment and I built the castle in the air but I did not realise that gentle breeze was polluted by politics, there was a selfish hidden in that political song which was sang by millions lovers before us in this Himalaya. The imagined castle was crumbled but I didn’t know how to jump inside her heart to make you sure that I’ll always be her deepest friend wherever you’ll be in the future... How I could be out of her life like a wind….May be she was hurt by useless words of that bad times, may be she was considering it as a part of her sharing of life but I was in her side and always be with my heart, this present suffering(not to see you every second and not able to feel your warm breathe) is only surfacing her and me and claiming as it’s all fake but our feeling for each other is pure precious care of our beautiful friendship and best of all. But she may believe what others did say, and even judged me and her in their way, she seem to be enjoying by her pain of others words…”Tell me my window girl how I can try to be strong with an exterior of joy if you’re deeply sad....?” I was dreaming in every morning to meet her and saw her in the river of surey and now I can tell her one thing that every river of this horizon is beautiful and she’s the most pure river.
I’m thankful to her for making my dreams colourful and for her lovely company which keeps me alive from her deep sense. I jumped at wrong time probably, recently and I may be disturbed by all this nonsense other’s words but I care for her, I swear. My inner psychological distortion distends the struggle with my mind yet; I discharge tension not with anger but with the carnage of my thoughts in my endeavour to recognize my destination place in my heart after what happened with him last time. In this sadness of my paradise I couldn’t write a single word neither to her nor to me the way I liked it, no lies there to wear. May be I was weak, may be she was very apprehensive towards the visions of real world and wanted to have some words from me; I’m so sorry my window girl that I couldn’t print any words. May be you are hurt more than I am after not able to come in those dreams where you were waiting for me. The love that I have sheltered for you in the multicoloured garden of my heart though I substantiate but let me announce now very candidly taking the pledge of heavenly love gods that I will love you forever and will never escape from you and will always hold you closer to my heart. No any circuit perceptive of all the path of my breathing will stay lonely with you because I do feel you in my journey my window girl, so give me break to love you more and more. The death I never fear except if it comes to the way of my love towards my window girl and the life I never fear except if that comes to bring so many tears in your so beautiful eyes ”.
The most beautiful angel gi, Every your words and feeling of your diary is the most precious present of feelings that you do share to me and I’m so honoured angel gi. I cannot see your wound yet but I feel I am with you without seeing your appearance my angel gi. Love isn’t light but love is the source of light and it is its unseen power, which makes itself felt though we don’t glimpse on it and I do feel real emotional touching visions through your lovely diary angel gi. I distinguish it through my heart because seeing is only believing but my feeling is always be knowing and understanding you unaccountably, so what If there is chilling distance between us, if there is castle of love and as the snow melts in the sunshine desolation melts upon the dawn of our friendship but it’s our lovely heart that sustains us and transcend our life with its beautiful destiny the most beautiful angel gi, just we do understand each others.
I found myself rescuing the darkness somewhere in recent time before when I was alone, I denied…refused to accept the truth until trying to keep away the faith from my wish, I tried to start the journey with my simplicity of pure feelings but suddenly I found myself at the end angel gi. Because you show me the real meaning of life that flows from your so beautiful visions and thoughts which is so beautiful. I remember, still, When I quarrelled with my own destiny, I feel somewhere that everyone was watching us as we came from the different planet... I tried to go ahead of the others but fell back away from them, I want to speak loudly to get out of my own shadow, I wanted to yell out for help being tired of my life by getting rid of myself in the controversy of this Himalayan place, being a emotional fool… so cold freezing air in the whispering temperature…But your diary gives me the warmth of peace and serenity of goof feeling which I’ve been searching since long, may be from century beautiful angel gi.
-Written by Simon Rimal
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