The proposal..

The river was calm. The bridge was strong. A small boat was tied at the edge of the bridge, with life jackets in it. The ground was green with short grass, looked mowed.

She was wearing a white gown. Long, with frills. Her sandals made of glass, just like Cindrella's. The diamonds from her necklace and the bracelet were shining in the sunny evening. He was standing behind her. He was wearing a black tuxedo with a nice silver shirt. The cufflinks were black with a silver design.

The atmosphere was set. He went near the edge of the bridge, was about to ask for her hand. He wanted to cross the bridge, it was now or never. She was set to leave the town on the same day. She too wanted to cross the bridge with him, but wasn't sure about his feelings. She was waiting. It was time to go back home. The cart was standing just a few meters away.

She turned back. It was getting late. She crossed him. Her gown brushing his legs. She was about to say "Bye". Before she could, he stopped her. He said, "Don't, please don't". He held out his hand, asking for her hand. She smiled, the sky changed its colors. It was a mix of yellow and light orange. The sun was ready to set behind the far mountains.

She gave her hand in his hand. He took her in his arms. He said, "I love you". She replied, "Me too". And they kissed. Finally, he crossed the bridge.


~Swapnil..~
August 7, 2010