A new post in the series - When a Picture Leads
He knew he had to capture it. That sight. That moment. For his love.
Dangling on the chain was that beauty he knew his love would love. A thin little branch, a chain of the big tree of life, and there it was dangling on it, a beautiful brown and blue butterfly.
Beautiful in its simplicity, in what it seemed to be saying.
He captured the beauty on his camera. And emailed it to her the same evening. He wasn't even sure if it will reach her, but it didn't matter. But he specifically chose to send it to her old email address, from several years ago. He thought it was more charming, more romantic. His mind worked that way - then and now.
She had however changed, and not just her email address.
But she still checked that old email address once or twice a week...just in case...
And that day she checked. She couldn't believe her eyes. Was it really his name she saw? Why was he emailing her? And at this old address? With a slight irritation she shook her head impatiently and opened the email and saw.
There were only two words in the subject line - For love....
There were only two words in the subject line - For love....
And below, only four.
Remember the moment when....
And then she opened the attachment.
She sat in silence, looking at the picture, remembering. Not just that one moment, but a lot of those moments. Those walks, those flowers, those butterflies, those moments of beauty, those moments of love they experienced together.
When did those moments end? Why did they end?
And she remembered that moment too. That moment when she knew exactly what she wanted. Him. A life with him.
Her left forefinger casually went up to touch something on her neck. Dangling on the chain was an intricately designed diamond pendant. She walked to her bedroom and straight to her closet. She opened the drawer and found it. The ring he had presented to her when he asked her to marry him.
That was the moment.
The moment when they had spotted a beautiful butterfly dangling on a thin little leaf, and the passion with which they admired the beautiful yellows, reds, whites and blacks of the butterfly contrasting with the green of the leaf. And the way their eyes and hearts could see and feel the love that was all around in nature, all around them, in them.
Several moments passed. The butterfly just sat there, and so did they, in silence. They smiled at such beauty and looked at each other with smiling eyes.
Several moments passed. The butterfly just sat there, and so did they, in silence. They smiled at such beauty and looked at each other with smiling eyes.
That was the moment she knew what she wanted. And she knew he knew it too. And he too knew that she knew what he wanted most of all. Their love was like that, silent and beautiful.
This was the moment for which he had kept that ring carefully hidden in the side pocket of his camera bag. He gently took it out and presented it to her. And asked her the question. Simply, beautifully. Amidst those trees, flowers and butterflies.
(Pictures by Suhas Mehra)
To read the second and concluding part of the story, click here.
To see the previous posts in the series, When a Picture Leads, click here.
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Linking this post to Write Tribe- Wednesday Prompt - Dangling on the chain was....
Also linking this post with ABC Wednesday: P - P is for Priceless
