The rose

The rose
"And why are you late, you know I hate belated meetings" she said to him in a poetic high pitched voice. He was rather a handsome and a spruce gentleman. He stood in a ritzy manner and was dressed to kill. His coiffure was embroidered with his grizzled brunette colored hair, like they were fine fibers of a perfectly retted sap. His hair shone resplendently in the mystifying cold moonlight giving each tendril some shimmer. His beautiful Mohawk was accompanied by his rebellious husky mustache which was well groomed and perfectly razor cut. His mustache had a few prickly tentacles whose tip shined like a ready knife, in the lustrous light of the unsettling Prague moon. He was able bodied and his muscles were virile. He wore a two piece suit which was from one of the best couture shops in Prague. The suit was all decked up in a matte black with the lapel of the coat set with a vibrant rose blooming near his heart. The inner lining of the coat was a plain curvy white shirt. This was a common uniform most of the roadside Romeo's wore in Prague. He wore tanned leather shoes well-polished to that extent that even the stoke of water formed by the melting of an ice crystals was visible. He stood in front of another vogue lady. She had a beautiful flawless almond shaped face. The countenance on her face was accompanied by the bestowing pair of alluring eyes with dazzling pupils which were burnt sienna in color. Her eyes had a romantic gleam in them which was the reason why the number of boys got attracted to her like cosmos get attracted to dahlia. Her body had the perfect waistline. The groovy curves of her body showed through her rose red corset resin dress. The top of her bodice was layered in a set of conjunct red roses whose petals covered her chest. Rest of her dress went on tight till the peplum of her dress. And then it spilled out into a broad flounce. It was difficult to decipher the black net stockings she wore under her dress. Her feet were clutched in red Gucci stilettos about 6 inches high. The front of her heels was strappy but the rest of the heels lifted her buttocks. She was kind of a calorie freak-out sort of sugar free ones who can do anything to slim down their waistline. Silky Blonde hair cascaded down her back, with a few unconquered curls and frills springing up on her forehead. There was a glaze of red bright nail paint in a scarlet color shade on her long pointy nails. An exotic fruity smell of a pricey perfume saturated the air around her. They stood on a tremendously high sky-scraper in a busy business avenue in Prague, perhaps the most highest in the city. They stood on the 100th floor of the glass covered window building. The cars groveling down on the road seemed like small Lego models quivering around, blinking with lights. They both stood under the dramatic night that played hide and seek with the moon simultaneously. Their skin rolled on their body as it was a frigid climate and snow was expected to fall any moment to snap the roads in icy sleets. The cold had well de-peopled the streets. They both looked into each other's mesmerizing eyes. He clutched her waist and pulled her closer to him. Their perfumes molecules penetrated into each other. They clinked together like never, their mouth as close to a kissing distance, when the girl drew herself away "no! I cannot" she said to the man who stood there letting the air ruin his pageboy. "But why" he asked concerningly taking a step forward towards her. "I cannot ruin another life" now her eyes brimming with tears ready to roll like rivulets. "You are not ruining any life! And perhaps you love me right" he said clenching her more closely to him, so close that his feet could not find place to stand and had to rest beside her feet. Now his coat was getting drenched wet due to her incessant crying on his shoulders. He sundered her away from his coat to a little distance and made her balance on her starlet stilettos. She looked down and gazing at her feet he took advantage at this point bowed down with one leg making a right angle and the other flat in the lowly dust. He smacked his lips ready to spill some words of probable wisdom "Je t'aime" he said with his eyes filled with a glint of love moving copiously around the girls face. "You know I don't know French" she said laughing in a sarcastic manner rubbing away her icy tears which had washed away the makeup foundation on her skin." I love you" he said plucking out the rose from the midget pocket on his coat. She took the rose, but her eyes brightened up with a brutal fear as if she was an animal and the man in front of her was going to raise a whip towards her. She stood in the dock in the court of love and truth. Her smile had vanished into the depths of her red matted lips which pressed hard against each other. The moon which had flushed away into the bushy clouds had reappeared peering through thick cover of the clouds brightening up the girls fevered face. Her expressions were strange and dilemmatic. Her voice was replete with tears. She began narrating her sad tale to her fellow companion. "My heart is not that strong James, it withstood five years of trauma and now it needs rest, a lifetime one, one day it will subside itself taking me with it. For the years it stayed with me, it pricey ponded like a load in me, shining on my chest with pride and exposing itself to the nasty world with kindness, humanity and love. One day it will resign and I will have to go with it too. It has loved and has starved winters long for results. It has both triumph and disaster, love and hatred, truth and deceit.it hasn't complained so far but it is now panting and wants peace.it wants to end its journey with me and wants to shine with another being probably with more strength. See how he is serving me till his very last breath." She put his hand over the scapular area of her body were her heart was thudding hard. "See how loyal right! The doctors want to diagnose this poor fellow's tiredness of something they call a coronary heart disease with needles and scissors. I won't let them do it.one day I will have to die earlier than my aging period. I will be history then and I'll be scrolled up in past, do not build your present with me, for your future is yet to come. Let me be down in your memory lane stored up as a lover, which will make you remember the nostalgic moments which then will make you smile even in your old age." She ended in her contending echoing voice. After she had ended she didn't notice that his jaw was fallen open and he had freaked out completely. Cauldrons of thoughts were brewing down in his subconscious mind. "Since you have opened up to me Emily I want to confess something in you too, you know Lara we met in the cocktail party she is you know I mean . . . . . . . . . .Anyway . . . . . "Suddenly there was a swish of wind and a jerk of cars all of a sudden Emily's stilettos slipped off from the edge of the building where she stood surprisingly. She went down those hundred floors frisking through the thin, snowy and lofty air, taking her body briskly downwards towards gravity and down onto the deserted street. It left her skull broken with large river of blood flowing out leaving a large swathe of blood on the road. I did not know what the condition was up those 100 floors on the roof. Was the air filled with sorrowful tears or a gasping laugh? Was it a plotted murder or an intended suicide? I was not sure who the culprit was or who was the victim? No evidences were found but there was something strange, there was a crooked smile on Emily's face and a rose clutched to her palms with her hand in a gesture close to the heart!
-Anokhi Shah