1 realistic love story that will make your day

Every one loves short true love stories or cute short love story. But here is love stories online which is of the genre of heart touching love stories in english. Here you will get 

short stories about falling in love but you will find it as inspirational short stories about love. I bet that this story of love is one of the best love stories to read.

LOVE: TEMPORAL & ETERNAL

Spring stepped inside silently and adorned her barren life.

Rose found her perfect lover, when Rayyan's confessions created the journey of a luscious love. They were so far, distance being the only barrier. "We'll define eternity!", echoed their vows all over the mountains and streams. Despite being the fruits of two different lands, they were like a single flower's petals.

Rayyan held her cold hands turning them warm, and walked along the lane of endless sunflowers. Rose had never witnessed such brilliant yellows in her life. Her heart danced merrily as the sunflowers danced, being caressed by the zephyr. They crossed the lake of love, where swans of serenity swam in unison.

Rayyan's role as a lover was much like Rose had fantasized earlier. She weaved colourful dreams and plans of a flawless future, Rayyan being at the centre. Their story bore obstacles yet brought them closer, never farther. Joyous days with ups and downs warmed the temperature. But, was it forever? Did it cooperate with the decree of the creator? Was it as pure as water altogether?

Despite being head over heels in love with her lover, Rose harboured weird questions in her head, and blessed was she with astonishing answers!

The lovely journey took a dramatic turn when the velocity of wind intensified. Rayyan's forehead that once glowed with glamour and gleam then bore a frown. He failed to extract joy from her company, and his swift alter in gestures demanded her departure. Calls reduced in a rapid rate, texts seldom showed up again!

Rose enquired tearfully one evening, "Does the beauty of rose fail to enchant you unlike the other flowers?" She panicked, persevered learning about his indifference. He avoided expressing or explaining, barely justified anything.

Alas! she failed to decipher sooner, spring was finally biding a painful goodbye. She knew not, the deception of its beauty, the unmasked lies underneath its chest. Rayyan loosened his grip. she too, didn't tighten. Her ignorance vanished as she recognized his transient nature. Like spring, he too was fleeting. His world perhaps desired roses of various hues, pushing her in an ocean of blues!

 

Rose eventually changed the route, for she knew, forced love is never one's own to keep, unreliable being it all, never enough deep!

She abandoned him without beggarly cries, though she sobbed in secrecy.

Rose now has faced the reality, the harsh reality, for someone who swam across the river of fantasy.  As she tread along the fiery way, there have been people, but none to embrace, no shoulder to rely on. Surrounded by many, she still has been sombre and forlorn, in loneliness has she sojourned!

Those screams behind closed doors, her pillow knows it all!

Few get a clue about her smile, the camouflage she has applied as a veil. The more she tried to erase him from her memory, the worse has she faced failure! Those eyes have been so heavy, carrying the weight of grief and guilt for being blind despite having a good eyesight.

Then comes a luminous, unfamiliar night. Like dew drops on a rose, her cheeks drench due to a rain of tears. She is supplicating to her Lord, screaming whilst the whole universe is calmly asleep. For this is the sole door, knocking where never goes in vain.

The tables turn when life takes a miraculous turn, the darkness of the night helps her behold the twinkling stars. She sees them, admires and adores their appearance. She senses the swift transformation of her heart, which only matters. The rayless hour at once brightens with the shower of divine love. She embraces tranquility again, eyes welled with tears of solace, realizing there's no better companion than her creator. There's no other healer. She is eventually clad in the garment of courage, with her own might, by the mercy of her Lord's invincible light.

Rose heard often about how the post midnight supplication (dua at tahjjud) works like magic, eventually she endures how it heals wounds tragic. Slowly but surely, Rose learns reliving, but this time in a more mature fashion, devoid of evil diversion. Pain came and kissed goodbye with a lot of gain. She studied more about love, true love, that comes as a boon from above; not merely as infatuation, and unpromising, impure passion. During chilled morrows, she now sits under the warm sun holding the divine revelation, where she feels the bliss of heavenly truth, contrasting with the sugary lies she once died for. The rosy tranquility has embraced Rose, and her petals glow with glee. Life still is honey and chilly, yet her stronger version tackles things wittily.

©Nazifa

What do you think about this story? Was Rose a victim of patriarch dominant & irresponsible mentality of boys like Rayyan?