This novella is a scene which takes place in Dovva's life where she comes face to face with someone, who seems very familiar and torn apart.
She faces her fears and even the joys of her life, making her realise, the exact feelings she should have fe...
Intrigued, I slowly raised my hand to the mirror, to see if I could really touch her, and she did the same, but not with hesitation like me. She seemed confident and touched my hand with hers. I felt her skin within my hands and it felt magical. I stared into her eyes, feeling such weird joy and happiness. It felt as if, I had conquered something very beautiful in this world. We goofily smled at each other, "I have this beautiful dress, which I haven't worn since I bought it. Would you wear this for me?" I held a long beautiful dress in my hand. She took the dress from my hands gently, and her naked body suddenly got covered with that dress, which she had taken from me. My blue reflection looked so beautiful. I knew it was me all the time, but I felt so happy to be with her. "How do I look?" She asked, and I realised I hadn't complimeted her, for how beautiful she looked. "You look so beautiful, in that dress." I spoke to her. "Let me tell you, I am not very good at make-up. I usually go for a simple look." I warned her. "Of course, I know that. I am 'you' too." She laughed at me. Her comment made laugh so hard at myself. "I just feel, as if I have been united with my best friend." I spoke, but suddenly it reminded me of my real life best friend, who was probably calling me right now. I pulled the lipstick out of my the box, and started painting her dark blue lips, juicy punched red. "I know, you miss your bestfriend." My blue reflection spoke. I kept quiet, and listened to her wise words. "Every body has a dark side to their story, and not every body likes to share it." She spoke again. It made me think, that my friend indeed was a kind of person, who had always stood by me. My experience with other fake frends, didn't give me a right to judge everybody who says that they cared for me. And she is my best friend, since I first joined the hostel. "I am proud of you." My blue reflection spoke, having heard my thoughts. I looked at her, and the dark lipstick suited her perfectly. She looked beatiful. And I decided, she didn't need anything else on that simple look. "You look very mesmerizing." I spoke. "Oh! Thank you. Even I feel so pretty now." She spoke. I took out my comb, to groom her long black hair like mine. I took the end of her hair, and started combing it. She started to hum a very beautiful rythm out loud, and it brought a smile to my face. I immediately recognised that hauntingly, breath-taking song as my favourite, and started to sing the words of it, while she joined me with her beautiful voice. Giving in to that unknown 'you' And I am swaying my hips from left to right, Enjoying every word you sing silently in my ears.. La da da da. La la la la. I have found you, And I am glad, To love you with all my soul, Like the red ordinary flower, Turnig into the blue moon, I have adored.. you.. Hmm.... hmm.. I closed my eyes, while combing her hair, letting the words carry me away... I'd tie my dried roses on a string, And hang them on the mirror, Reflecting my soul....within.. Hmm.hmm.. Her voice seemed to fade off in a distant, and I opened my eyes to look at her, and she was looking back at me, smiling and swaying her head, while she hummed that intoxicating rythm. I stopped singing, seeing that she was slowly fading away. I looked at my hands, to see her hair, and my hands were empty holding nothing in it. With Her enthrolled humming still playing in my head, everything started to go darker and darker. I looked around confused, to look at her once again. But something seemed to be pulling me back. And as I am being carried off, I still hear her hums...Off in a distance, singing our favourite song...
I opened my eyes, and a strong light blinded my eyes. I was glad I was back to seeing her, but when my eyes adjusted to the light, I opened them again only to realise I was in my room. I looked around myself, and I felt the softness of my bed. What I realised, started to fill me up emotionally, and made me cry. I covered my face and cried so much, because it hit me that I was dreaming. But it felt so real. It was a lucid dream, which left me completely changed in only one night. I stopped crying because, I understood everything. Every insight, that was ever confusing to me dawned on me, making me feel self-content and happy. I felt fulfilled. I looked outside my balcony and the moon stood there staring at me. The moon's light seemed to be unnoticed, maybe becaue of all the lights that were switched on in my room. So, I got up and switched all the lights off. And that is when the moon light filled my room, along with my body. Why hadn't I ever thought of it before. I sat on my bed facing the moon, and smiling goofily at it. I felt so happy at that very moment. It felt whole and complete. Everything seemed to be making sense now. I grabbed my phone and turned it on, to check the time, and it was already 5 in the morning. I saw my inbox indicating almost 12 messages from my best friend. I clicked on it and checked each one of her messages. " I'll be there at nine tomorrow. I'll directly come to your house. Ok?" "Let me try to explain things." I didn't know, I had hurt you this much." I read those messages, and it made me miss her so much. I had made her so worried about me all night. I decided to send her a message,"I'll be waiting." I wanted to just hug her and tell her, that I really cared for her. And apologise for having judged her. I got up from my bed, and decided to do some stretching. I felt in a very high vibration this morning, I was continuuosly smiling to myself. I decided to play my favourite song, and made myself a cup of green tea. With the cup in my hand, I went close to the mirror, and looked at myself "You look so beautiful." I told my reflection, and meant every word I said. I leaned forward and planted a small kiss to my refection. "I will always love you." I wispered, and smiled at myself. After finishing my green tea, I started to sing along with the song, while doing my stretching.
At 9:30 I heard a doorbell, and I rushed to open the door. As soon as I opened the door, I embraced my best friend in a tight hug. " you are one of the many blessings in my life. I am so glad to have you." I spoke with tears of joy in my eyes. She hugged me back, and said "remember those hostel days, when I gave you that charm bracelet, and our class teacher captured it." Her words were so out of the topic, but it made me laugh as it reminded me of how foolishly I had worn it in front of my teacher. "What about that?" I asked while smiling, waiting for her to say the rest of the story. "Nothing you moron!! Just wanted to remind you of that incident, to stop you from crying." She laughed. And I looked at her, pushing her away gently, for teasing me. That moment, I realised how even others had tried to make me happy, while hiding their scars. It wasn't only me, who had tried hiding my scars just to make someone happy. If you care for someone, it is your responsibility to make them happy, in order for them to smile. And not count of all the times, you made them happy, and they did not.
--- The interviewer, and the audience seemed to have enjoyed my story. And even if they didn't, I enjoyed telling it to them. I am sure, my best friend is looking at me on the telly, and laughing at how I just bored hundreds of people present in this studio, by telling them my story. And I knew, she was going to make me watch the interview with her again, just to show me how funny I was. That night, when I came back home, after having dinner with my family. I looked in the mirror at myself, and saw my stomach, which was filled with all the oily and extra fatty food that I had for dinner. This was a weirdly good feeling that I felt. My body looked happy with the food I had treated it with today. I had started eating more healthier foods, and chose better alternatives for myself. But today was my day off from all the healthy food,and it felt amazing. I would love doing it often.
The main purpose of my story is surely to love yourself, but without loosing yourself. It has a very wider difference than what meets the eye. I tried keeping things to multiple perspectives, because I always say, "look beyond of what it seems." Which means you could always have a wider perspective to things. Every story doesn't have an ending, maybe because there is more to it, then what it normally looks like. Hope you enjoyed my story. Have an amazing day ahead. - sea24
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