Short Story - 5

Thanks to Ammani and i ask you write - 10 here, I am getting some ideas to write some stuff here ...
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So, this is the next question cum story starter and my story below...

Somewhere in the dark recess of that wooden cupboard, there is a photo album. And somewhere the middle of the album is a photograph of Vaijayanti. She's leaning against a tree, looking up at something and smiling. What is she looking at? When was this photo taken?

vaijayanthi, the sunshine of my life....

Oh,How she loved to go out and play in the sun when all would call it scorching hot!!!!She didn't care that staying out in the Sun would make her skin a darker shade of deep brown..her mother would call out to her, almost yelling, "Who will marry a dark girl?"....

But she would turn deaf years to that, and instead look at me, me who was all of 11 years, bashful, a boy who never ventured out into the hot sun, out little town was famous for...to me , it would be like her eyes are asking me to come and join her in her childish play...but she was just mischievously smiling at me, smiling as if at her mother's foolishness...

Foolish indeed was her mother, not knowing that even at that moment, there was one bashful boy willing to marry her.....

There was something between her and the sun...i have seen her talking to the sun, asking for a little more sunlight for that tiny plant, dying for the lack of it under the huge tree...and the plant would magically grow and smile at her with beautiful flowers....

To many, dark clouds, pleasant breeze, and a very light rainfall, as if God is sprinkling water on you, would be romantic..

But to my Vaijayanthi, the hot-hot sun, shadows of those trees in the sunlight, bright flowers smiling , that would be romantic….

And why wouldnt she like the sun? For she herself was the sunlight to some lonely plants and some lonely hearts....she had that magically quality of spreading love, like the Sun would spread its light.....

My Vaijayanthi....Foolish me...Old age is getting to me, I was just looking at the old photo of hers , of her standing under the tree and looking up...

and what were you asking me? oh yes, She was looking for sunlight for yet another tiny plant...........