Prose

It was unusual. She wasn’t mean or jealous or, ever said anything bad about others. But the wrong thing happened when she looked in that large round-shaped beautiful mirror that hung in the room for so many years. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t look away.
 
 
 
It spoke to her & she started falling into its trap. It was a spell, a beautiful spell. In fascination, it held her standing, for ages and ages. Until one day,  something happened that made her look away. It was a ‘real’ world she was seeing now and after so many years she entered it, for the first time. She had expected the world to praise her, admire her, like she had done for so many years but the world around had changed. Things looked different, everything seemed two-or-three-dimensional even some with sharp edges.
 
 
 
Confused. She ran away, disguising herself. No one noticed her & when someone did, it wasn’t quite in a manner she desired. It was a dark world. Tired she found herself sitting on a bench crying & thinking to herself, asking herself questions she had never imagined herself asking. Was she pretty ? Was everyone around telling the truth ? Was everything a delusion and lie ?
 
 
 
It was then when it started raining.
 
 
 
Startled she faced the sky, feeling the touch of small drops coming from the wishes of people. The whole time she was here she had heard people talk about it. Raindrops were falling on each petal of flowers that was grown there. Birds were watching the show hidden underneath the large branches of trees in their nests. A sweet smell started coming from the wet sand. Andalesia sat down wondering how can wet sand smell so sweet ? Rock and stones were placed near the green grass. She picked them up, they felt unexpectedly cold. It’s uneven shape, color felt beautiful to her and she wondered why.
 
 
 
Rain has now started falling with a rapid speed. There were excitement-filled bright eyes of children who were playing in mud and all enjoying in their own special and simple way. Parents were holding hands of their children enjoying eating ice cream together. It was then when something happened. It is said that there is a moment which when comes in a person’s life it touches them in such a way that they are not the same anymore. For her, the moment was that when she became what no one thought she would become, when she understood what no one thought she would understand. She was the girl on which the spell worked & she was the only girl who was able be break it. She remained a mystery to everyone. Afterwards many people told her that she was beautiful but mirrors have lost their attraction to her.  It longer matters to her. She was found looking out from the roof of her house to the falling rain, smiling & her face beautiful, even when only a part of it could be seen from there.