The Dancing Girl!
They both were the attraction of the entertainment at the beach. No sooner the couple appeared on the beach than the boy started playing on his mandolin, the spectators started gathering around them in the circle and when the girl started to dance the crowd got thicker and thicker. All the crowd tried to get closer to the circle except those who were late to join. The boy played a tune on his mandolin to which rhythm the girl’s feet moved, so moved her entire body and the hands waved in the air. She used to move everywhere in the circle wherever she sees the spectator waving money to catch her attention. She danced to that person the guy drowned seeing her beauty didn’t know when the note from his hand gone in to her pocket. The crowed enjoyed her dance, besides they also wanted to hear her singing, they expected her singing would also be beautiful like her dancing. When the performance was finished they both left the place hand in hand. It looked as if they love each other very much.
The beach seemed over crowed while she danced, in fact, apart from this attraction, people felt not much attraction there on the beach. She was a very good and beautiful dancer, there may be others, but most of them can’t even sing let alone dance.
It was a pleasant day, the beach was once again full of the holidayers. They saw very surprisingly, the dancing girl appeared alone, not to mention the cloud of sadness on her beautiful face and the shadow of gloom in the eyes.
They started to get close to her, but she didn’t speak, she was sitting on the pavement, looking very dejected. The spectators were staring at her as well as expecting to see her dance. She stood up as she was in trance, and set her body in the dancing position. She was dancing as her beloved was playing on his mandolin in her mind. To the utter astonishment of the spectators this time she was singing besides dancing:
O’my beloved where’ve you disappeared?
When I woke up that day you were not beside me.
You were gone leaving no sign for me.
I have been waiting for you since the day long.
Days passed, nights fallen, but no shadow of your
To sooth my eyes……………my eyes are now fountain
Of my tears I am shedding in your memories.
You are gone and disappeared in the crowd of the big city,
To earn more money………..to be wealthy………..leaving
Me behind as I am nothing now for you.
I will be lost in the crowd too to look for you
no matter my entire life is lost.
She was dancing faster and faster, spinning on her beautiful feet, the beautiful paziab (Anklets) in her feet were tinkling even faster raising the heartbeat of the entire crowd watching her dance as well as singing from the bottom of her heart to the nook of the hearts of the listeners.
I will be lost in the crowd too to look for you
No matter my entire life is lost,
No matter my entire life is lost,
No matter my entire life is lost,
Repeating this she stopped at once, there was silence the pin drop silence, the dance and the song stopped. The crowd felt as their hearts stopped, too with her dance. Then her feet moved to go out of the crowded circle. The circular wall of the crowd split to give her way. She kept moving, humming
“I lost too………………I will be lost too.
She was moving out of the sight of the beholders and far away the sun was also hiding down behind the horizon, as if it also find unbearable to watch her going to lost in the crowd where her beloved lost, too to earn more money……...to become rich.
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Thanks saba for visiting me and posting your comment. I appreciate that.
She was cheated by the boy.
Anastasia
Thank for your concerned comment. Yes, but it does happen in all societies.................money attracts boys and they leave to earn it......................again their intention is to give a happy life to the beloved, but the they are sometimes lost in the crowd of the big cities.
Nadira
Thanks! I am glad you like it.
Sometimes what starts well doesn't end well. On the one hand I feel sadness about the girl who was abandoned by the boy and on the other hand I feel furious with him who forgot all these sweet feelings he had towards the girl at the beginning and chose to leave looking for money.
Awesome and sad too ....
I always wonder when I read such blog of yours, that what exactly made you write as you did. What thoughts you were thinking, somehow I think when you get inspired to write, you pen down your thoughts immediately.
It is a very sad story, the melancholy can be felt as the dancing girl was feeling. The worst thing another person can do, is to leave silently, without any sign of them, without any words - putting the other person in speculations.
How come money can even have more importance over any kind of human relationship? I can not understand.
Though, I have to say, I can see this from her man's perspective too, when we love someone we want to give them the best from the whole word to make their life easy and comfortable ... but, we often forgets that material things have less importance over being together.
Very greatly penned, Mishaikh. I was wondering what must I have written in my previous comment, I was feeling curious since you replied me that way.
What I can explain Risty? It is said to understand life, one have to live, to understand suffering one has to suffer, to understand love one has to fall in love, I do not know whether i did or not, but I know one thing that I am imbibed with all aspects of life sad or happy. I read, I observe, what I find I try to write for the reading interest of my friends and well wishers here in EC.
Thanks for your unique comment, too.
Mish, I’m not yet a member when you wrote this, now, after reading this by chance I am in great astonishment and awe, I found a “piece” that was so clearly written, I’m wondering what’s in that life of yours to write something deep as this? I’m wondering if there are people who are born to express things in a vivid manner or they were made like this? I’m wondering how many words you’ve got in your vocabulary bucket about emotions. I can’t help to wonder.
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