The Fairy

The Fairy

 Bijoy Kr Das

The man is worshipper of beauty. Since the dawn of the creation his eyes have never ceased to look on the lovely thing.

It was a moonlit night. Suddenly I lost my way and reached on a dream land. Oh! What nice the place was! Only a fairy was seen by me. She was sleeping on the greatest rose of this heaven. The rose was redder than a ruby. Here the fairy was sleeping so happily. I was very anxious to know about who was she! How beautiful, how lovely the country was! The blue sky was over it. It was bluer than sea. In that sky the sun did not shine at dawn, stars did not twinkle in the sky. All day was flooded by moon’s smile.

I touched her so softly. She awakened from sleepiness. The beauty of the fairy was beggars description. She was like a budding flower. I charmed with her beauty and youth. She spoke nothing.

Walking made me so tired that I had fallen asleep with an emotion on the soft land which was as green as grass. The very next day I got up. The moon is about to rise in the blue sky. The dreamland was full with bird’s cooing. The bees were humming, nightingales were singing, the parrot were talking, owls were hooting, sparrows were chirping, the swallows were twittering. But I did not see the fairy. I was suffering with my beating heart for not seeing her. I was looking for her hither and thither. At last the place, where I saw her, was discovered. But I was in vain to find her. I closed my eyes and open after a moment. She is there! Is not it!

I was involved to see her beauty. “What are you thinking now?” – She asked. “Yes, I am wonder of seeing your region.” “You can’t conceal your wish. You have charmed with my beauty”. I was surprised. A youthful wave was flowing through the spine.

The next day she had sung a sweet melodious romantic song and danced. The voice was so sweet that the birds of this paradise had gathered there and danced with her. When she was dancing on the rose and moonlight was felt upon her, then she was looking like a dancer of the divine council.

Some days were spent so happily. At last the day of good bye had come. The fairy burst into tears.

“Good bye!!! Don’t forget me. Do write letters” she said. My eyes were filled with tears.

Then I felt with sorrow. I looked at here and there. O the times, o the manners! The moon was about to rise but did not rise. The sky became over cast with clouds, it thundered with a crash, it blew hard and it rained.

I awakened from sleepiness and saw it is raining cats and dogs really. The sky is so cloudy. I am unconsciousness with wonder. But my great mistake was that, I had forgotten to take her address !!!                      ............................                    

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