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Rapunzel and her Moonlight Chap 28- Beauty and Simplicity

​Please note that this story is purely a work of fiction and all names, characters, places, events and locales are either a product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictous manner. Any resemblance to any event and/or person living and/or dead is purely coincidental. We do not intend on offending any race, religion or community.

​Ragini sat down on the floor close to her window. The moonlight sparkled into her room and came to rest on her bed. She closed her eyes and inhaled the abundance of love and beauty around her.

​Ms. Anita was packing her stuff. She kept her dagger in her handbag and silently finished loading the other items into a huge carrybag.

​”Tomorrow afternoon,” she said, “and I shall get what was promised to me years ago.”

​Ragini placed her head on her lap as she sat in complete silence soaking in the aura of the moonlit night.

​”My art is what I create with love,” she said, “its priceless to me. But I don’t know if its of any value in the market.”

​She silently stood up and picked up one of her paintings from her little desk. It was the painting of the snow covered mountains which she had made reminiscing her childhood memories of travelling and playing in the snow. All her creations were sacred for her. She wondered if anyone would ever be able to feel such emotions while looking at her paintings.

​”I must say dear,” said Vividha’s mother looking at one of her paintings, “this is truly heart warming.” In her hands, she held the painting of a little girl giving a beautiful rose to the postman in exchange of an envelope which the postman held.”

​”I wonder why this name sounds familiar to me,” said Ragini holding an envelope in her hand. She couldn’t tell what had made her steal it from Ms. Manya’s room. Was it just curiosity or was the universe trying to guide her into something ?castle-european-interiors-68389

​”I remember,” said Vividha taking the painting from her mother’s hands, “when Palak was younger she would often give flowers to our postman. The smile on his face when he received those flowers was precious. Its a boon to make someone feel so loved.”

​”You are right dear,” said her mother, “but this isn’t good enough to be sold. People these days don’t buy such simple paintings.”

​”The beauty lies in simplicity,” said Vividha rolling up the sheet, “and it also lies in the eyes of the beholder.”

​Ragini heard a loud knock at the door followed by someone calling out her name. She rushed to open it.

​”Ragini dear,” said Mrs. Aradhana walking in. She locked the door behind her and rushed in. She was almost out of breath.

​Ragini gave her some water to drink and sat down beside her.

​”Its evil,” said Mrs. Aradhana, “its really evil.” Her eyes were all red and her hands were trembling with fear.

​”Are you all right?” asked Ragini feeling worried, “whats wrong?”

​”Its all wrong my dear. We have been fooled and betrayed. And now its too late. We have no choice.”

​”What are you talking about? Are you drunk?”

​”No my dear, its not me, its them. They are evil and sinister. We need to be quick.”

​Ragini was unable to understand anything. She wondered what was happening.

By Kairavi

Namaste my loves. Do join me on my journey to embrace the healing power of nature and love to better our lives and fulfill our dreams.

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