Kismat trajet
The name Kismat is a name which has several significances in the phase of the life but in this history, I chose this name which wants to say"the Destiny"
The destiny of Kismat is a mystery that it really does not manage to include/understand.
Kismat lived a childhood with the current of the wind, each time a strong gale changed its world, separated it as of his, but the meeting again were marvellous, until the day which entered another world.It was unaware of the martyrdom, which awaited it, and at the same time the end of its marvellous childhood.
First of all the departure of Ram which suddenly left it at the time that it prepared its voyage, that was very painful, it would have liked as well to send it to see them his, as could it make to let run its poor tears. It A entrusted a mission, but how could it achieve, that was possible that with the assistance of Krishna which could find a solution.
El veiled that a few years later, it was in a very critical situation, was any possible sound to join it, but what could it make in front of the closed doors, suffered enormously, indicator which it could nothing make since or it was, decided to change horizon finally to be able to assist as fast as possible from Kismat because it could not see it day in day being inserted, alas it had not provided that for its small Kismat the destiny had decided differently, that its world will stop beautiful and well and that gradually it will become captive by the layout of its destiny.
What could it make to accept reality and to go on its way in silence, which each day returned it sad and disarmed in front of certain facts?
It needed so much its entourage.
The only one is single person on whom it could count was Krishna.
It was its source of joy, just at the moment when it had more the need, the destiny in decided differently and separated them for always.
It arrived at the end of its mission and was to let it only carry on its way. And the moment arrived Krishna veiled announced its good-byes, that was a tear for Kismat, its world flew away, its world collapsed, a part of it stopped, it was found completely only and disarmed, more hope to count on a help because all was fuzzy and the hurricane started has to become such extensive that it was beautiful and to oblige well to continue the way through the thorny fields hoping to find a shelter.
Krishna knew that it left on the shoulder of Kismat a heavy mission, but its time was counted, he was to leave and could not make differently.
When it learned gravity from the situation, in spite of the open wounds of its feet which bled, it run to beg, hoping to find of the assistance to a door, but alas without answers.
Tired to go, seeking désespéramment resulting, returning to the house, in silence letting run its tears and imploring Krishna to come to him to assistance, passing the sleepless nights while trembling in front of the facts.
After the departure of Krishna, its life becomes really martyrdom.
It in a labyrinth, or it any exit possible, it did not have of force to seek the exit enough any more, just to await help, but on which help could it did not find was locked up count???? Each time that it believed to find an exit, it was not the maid.
Once, it intended steps to approach, and of joy it hoped to find a hand to help it to find the exit, but alas... Between two tears it called Krishna to come it to assistance.
Per moment it felt a presence, which required of him not to lose hope.
Its way becomes so thorny that it could not take a step without being made prick by a spine, hardly that a wound started to cure that another opened.
It did not lose hope, despite everything Krishna could not thus only leave it, its love was so strong, that it would come to its help, but the things of the life of Krishna was not so easy so that it can come to help it.
Time and the years passed and the life of Kismat becomes days in days painful. Only in front of its despair, it did not cease calling Krishna. Often she wrote on a sheet her world begging it to help it to find a solution.
She which liked to hear the cries of the birds, liked to admire nature in all her splendour, to gather the flowers to fill her house in splendid vases, lit candles, to listen to the soft music, all that flying away with the liking of the years, her life became of day in day a prison from where she could not escape.
Per moment, it waited to find among its entourage a small gleam of love, alas its entourage was well occupied by their own life, and has the end why was she to count on the others. That with time the things will be easier one small moral help would have pleased to him, that thought would have helped it to traverse this painful thorny way.
Veiled that one day while returning to the house, completely disarmed by the suffering as of its poor feet in blood, the tears with the eyes, sitting on the armchair thinking the moments of its childhood, she would so much have liked to be in the Krishna arms and to be able to pose its head on its shoulders and to feel it to surround of its arms, lost in its thoughts and veiled that the telephone sounded, starting by seeing the so late hour which could call it so late, the beating heart of fear of hearing a bad news, answered by trembling, not believing its ears while listening, by hanging up again the telephone, she burst in sobs finally a help....., found a gleam of joy. It was Krishna, It had understood that its small Kismat was desperate
But alas the hurricane passed before and destroyed all on its passage. It could not anything save, just to note the extent of the end of sound beautiful world to collapse in front of its eyes. Krishna run after a fashion, took it in its arms, tightening it very extremely and requiring of him to accept reality because that made party of the cycle of the life. Thus the course of Kismat was completed.
reproduction partiele ou totale interdite Shishadil 2007
Kismat trajet
Shishadil 2007
18.10.2007
Shishadil 2007
18.10.2007
