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Rapunzel and her moonlight Chap 72-A new beginning for Vividha

shutterstock_1128921245Please 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 was dusting the old wooden desk in Ms. Manya’s room. She could hear the sound of the shower as Ms. Manya was having a bath late at night. Moonlight sparkled through the window and softly spread out onto the lavish bed. Ragini was too tired and busy to appreciate any of these wonders. Her mind was anxious and lost in thoughts of doubts and worries. She wrapped her shawl properly around herself and arranged the scattered sheets of paper properly in the folder.

Her gaze fell upon a beautiful rose quartz crystal which was placed at one end of the table. It had a relaxing aura around it and was emitting the vibration of calmness and kindness. Ragini picked it up and held it close to her heart.

“Beloved Goddess,” she whispered softly to herself,” May I be grateful in every moment to be. I dont know why but I feel lost and helpless. I have so much to be grateful for, a roof over my head, warm food on the table and enough money through the letters I write. I wonder if my last letter to Ms. Anita’s brother Mr. Dev was received well. I wrote to him about being betrayed by someone you love and how deeply this betrayal nourishes and cleanses our soul. When my parents left town, I was shattered and lived a meaningless life for months. But then I began painting, I began doing what I loved and that gave meaning to my life. No one can take from us what we choose to give ourselves. I gave myself the joy of doing what I am truly fond of and that made me the compassionate being I am today.”

“Ragini!” exclaimed Ms. Manya stepping out of the washroom in her peach coloured bathrobe,” If you are done with the cleaning, hurry to the storeroom and get me the new quilt I bought from “The Rustic Handlooms” last month. Its pretty cold in here and I want to sleep in comfort and peace.”

In a bout of hurry, Ragini kept the crystal in the waste paper basket she was carrying with her. Little did she know that the crystal was going to enchant her with a story of its own.

Magic occurs in moments we fail to notice, magic lies in the stillness we fail to embrace, magic lies in the power of silence we fail to recognise and magic begins with us. Ragini carried the waste paper basket downstairs and kept in on the floor close to the cupboard while she began looking for the quilt Ms. Manya was asking for. Moonlight slowly crept in through the window and its powerful healing energy made its way to the crystal thus making it fully charged.

Vividha was packing her bags. She was uncertain about her future but she had made up her mind to take this leap of faith. Her mother was to get married the following week and to her surprise and relief, she had refused to take Palak along with her.

“Why is Maa leaving us?” Palak had asked her with tears in her eyes.

“No, she isnt. We both are going off for a mini vacation until your school reopens. We shall stay in a beautiful cottage close to Mrs. Divya’s shop. The cottage is a really beautiful one and we might be lucky enough to spot some beautiful peacocks dancing in the rains.”

“But why isnt Maa coming with us?” she had asked.

“Thats because Maa does not like living anywhere close to the woods. You know my love, that she is just too afraid of ghosts.”

“Really!” Palak had given her a surprised look and laughed out loud.

She didnt know how she was going to handle this further. But for the present moment, she felt content and releived. The cottage was a wonderful one with a cozy feel and magical ambiance. It had been really hard for her to pay for its rent but she wasnt going to back out. Trusting her heart, she had made up her mind and was now going to leap forward into the mist of change.

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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