Bonded in

The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. The river was engulfed by such a huge desperation. And why is that? Because the sole of the Queen’s dead mother was ghosting in the river. Damn! What a fatal punishment that was.

This is the river Shanta that the Queen’s mother, Shanta is solely bound with. It had a tight-knit with the Queen. The whole surroundings were deserted and all the natural things fed by the river were becoming rejuvenated as the heart-butter of Shanta melted to the climax after being influenced by her daughter’s fate. The bloomed flowers became buds. The ripped fruits became young. The dry grass became super green. And so on.

Whispers were being gossiped among the public that the kingdom and the king would fall. So, maybe! Who knows? After several hours of the Queen’s vanishing, the yellow ground of the kingdom got wet by an enormous rain. It was raining like hurling hurdles towards the earth. And that rain continued for seven days without a break. Terrible! No one could be outside during the period and those who were outside were wounded by the rain. Seven special things happened on each separate day.

On the first day bright flickering were taken place in the stars up in the sky. They were not normal but there was an absolute shine. People were staring at those weird lights not outside but while they were inside their houses.

Moving to the second day, the tiny princesses who are in fairy tales came out of the stars and began moving to and fro. They were of different colours but all were the same size. Princesses moved into houses of the public of the kingdom and whispered something to their ears. What the hell! It was a different language hence no idea was taken by people. People were amazed by the tiny ones and were tittle-tattling with open mouths.

Here we go, the third day. All the little princesses gathered in one place. They came up with a plan. The tiny ones chose the main wall of the kingdom to paint a giant canvas. They used their soft feathers to craft it picturesquely and meaningfully. Hey, they are fairy girls! So, the painting wasn’t damp by the rain. That is mainly visible to the king and the officials as it is inside the palace premises.

The fairy girls flew out of the kingdom and then left the planet by falling beautifully cascading flowers down the ground on the fourth day. There was so much of fragrance. But the rain didn’t care about it. Even falling heavily and no excuses.

Any guesses about the fifth day? Oh! The flickering of the stars tended to disappear. The size of them even got smaller and smaller. Eventually, the stars were engulfed in the dark sky and no one could see them at all. Shanta was still as rough as she was.

Day six began. Fairy girls appeared very high in the sky. They created a gigantic umbrella just between the royal palace and the main wall. The king wanted to go and see what fairy girls had done on the wall. Yes exactly, the little ones can read people’s minds. The king went to the wall with three royal officials very safely. He began to examine and tried to figure out what was there. The official’s faces were perplexed. The king spent a lot of time touching and smelling the wall painting. Finally, he went back to the palace with a memorable picture of the painting.

After a long night, it was time for day seven. On this day the whole kingdom was covered by a huge flood resulted from the seven-day rain. The king had woken up. He didn’t sleep much last night. He was thinking about the picture. Suddenly he came across a terrible pathetic feeling about his wife, the Queen. Why she died? Why she left him? He fell to think. He realized that he should sacrifice his life to save the people. While thinking he stepped closer the the castle door. He had a strong determination. He stepped the first leg out and then sat down. Automatically, he began to move to the origin of the flood. He felt a strong true love with his wife. The sky shouted. Shanta’s heart began to melt. A golden boat was created for the king.

All thought that the Queen had died on the day the river ran backwards. But it’s not. It was a curse that heals with true love. The Queen was reborn from the bottom of the river and was automatically seated next to the king. The ground absorbed the flood. The king won. The people won. The love won. And they defeated the curse!