Magnificent Beauty - Part 1
January 1st, 2007. It was a new year, a time for new beginnings. Whatever that had happened to her in the past, would remain in the past. Khushi was going to make sure of that. It was her last semester in University. She only had 5 more months to enjoy the beauty of Paris. A city she had grown to love in the past two years and it had been her home. There was no better city in this world for her to study art. She could not believe her luck when she had won the scholarship to study here. Art was instilled in every corner of the city. Every turn, every curve of its architecture had a story to it, of time, of war, of love, and of deceit.
Khushi was not supposed to be thinking any of that. She shook her head and came out of her reverie. It was a new beginning of her. She was going to leave her heartache behind and enjoy her time here. With that thought in mind, she grabbed her bag, made sure her cell phone and ipod we in tow and made her way out of her small apartment.
It was a beautiful, however an extremely chilly evening. She regretted not bringing her gloves with her. But, for some strange reason, Khushi enjoyed the cold. Warmth did bring her joy, but there was something strange about the chilly winds that soothed her soul. She smiled as she made her way towards Seine River, which flowed right through the heart of Paris. She plugged in her iPod headphones and pressed shuffle. Soon, music began to fill her years'
Khuda Ko Dikh Raha Hoga'
Na Dil Tujh Se Judaa Hoga'
Teri Taqdeer Mein Mujhko'
Woh Ab To Likh Raha Hoga'.
She laughed bitterly as tear rolled down her eye. Guess God wasn't on her side today. Once again she reminded of the vast amount of pain that lay within her heart. She wanted to start anew. She had promised herself that she would no longer think about him. HIM' him who had broken her, who had stolen her happiness, her dreams' her everything, who had left her in pieces...
Before Khushi could dwell on her thoughts any further, she realized she had reached the bridge in front of the Eiffel Tower. She looked up at the magnificent structure and smiled. She loved the watching the tower lit up at night. It was a site to behold. Many times when Khushi had felt low, she would come to the tower to bring up her spirits. It had never let her down... With that thought Khushi walked a little further.
The was evening was still young, it would be few minutes before the till lights would be turned on. So, she made up her way towards Palais de Chaillot, her favourite viewpoint. She set down her bag on the ledge of small wall by the viewpoint and sat down with her legs dangling towards the fountains. She took in sharp breath and closed her eyes as the song finished playing.
When her eyes fluttered open, the view that welcomed her was that of a splendidly lit Tour d'Eiffel. She suddenly seemed out of breath and in awe. If life allowed it, Khushi could spend the rest of her life admiring its beauty. Words of any kind, would not do it any justice... As Khushi looked on she was reminded of the only other sight that had left her breathless, and left her woozy... She closed her eyes for a minute and let out a name... barely audible... just a whisper, "Arnav."
Up Next: Arnav's Entry!
OS: Khushi's View
Author's Note: There you go ladies and gents... Part numero 1... How did you like it? Please leave you comments and views. Any changes I should make, criticism and appraise both equally welcome! :) oh and ADD me as a friend if you want to be PM'ed the updates!
xx- R
Edited by ToxicRebel - 13 years ago
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