An episode

Something Nature can be!

You are a masterpiece your self.

You are delicate yet stubborn.

You are kind yet arrogant.

You are the one I like the most yet the one who teaches me the hard way at times.

You teach a lot with out a word.

You always tell what u intend to without actually saying it out. Sometimes I understand it a while later.

In a witch’s play, she dirties a rose and laughs over it. The rose understands the witch is bad.
The rose waits to see itself clean again. The breeze could see this. The breeze loved the rose as it gave the breeze its fragrance and the rose loved the breeze as it made the rose swing and dance. The breeze thought that it could grow a little tough to push the clouds to shower on the rose. The breeze becomes wind to push the clouds but this removed one of the rose petals. The rose learned to be happy without that petal seeing the breeze struggle to push the clouds to shower on it. The rose loved the breeze/wind and did not bother about 1 petal that it lost. The breeze tells the rose “I love you dear. I shall always be with you.” The rose is happy and feels the same for the breeze.

Unable to move the cloud the breeze turns into a stronger wind and one after the other the petals of the rose start falling. The rose and the breeze watch in silence. The breeze loves the rose and the rose loves the breeze. The rose started to loose interest in itself. The rose did not like itself yet loved the breeze.

Finally, by the time it started raining, the rose was left with 2 petals. It felt it lost its identity. But the breeze tells the rose “I love you still” the rose is happy and still loves the breeze but its identity is dead for itself.

The rose is dejected when the world doesn’t consider it to be a rose but tries to forget it for the love of the breeze.

When the rose dies and the breeze cries, only the plant knew the rose was dead long back. It was a withering rose that lived. The love of the rose reflected in the withering rose that breeze in the form of wind was seeing…………
The plant also knew the pleasant breeze became wind only for the rose ……………

Who is the culprit in this episode directed by nature?
Nature as usual, does not utter a word yet makes you understand.
Do you wonder how?
Wait to see the same episode in which you play the rose and the breeze can be ………….
The witch can be anything. And you will know it is bad and you would leave it there.
But breeze is what you shake hands with and you would love it …………………………