she wrote a small poem for her mom who was buried deep inside the graveyard. Paper stained with her tears and some tears dried on her cheeks . One can glimpse those stars in her eyes mourning and blinking frequently only to let the tears stream down from her orbs .
My small hands reached out to her paler cheeks to wipe her tears off . My eyes painted with fear and edged with curiosity, voice trembling I blurted out few words " mom why are you crying?I will save you from those demons "
She ruffled my hair forced a smile , bottled up all her courage and blended it with a pot of emotions and coated it with pinch of lie and replied " I am writing a lullaby to sing it to your granny. She will fall in a deep slumber and next day she will become a fairy . "
My mind clouded with the thoughts of beautiful fairies but the tap on my chin drag me to the world of harsh reality and forced me again to gaze at her mysterious eyes shattering the sand castle of my fantasies.
She pulled me into her embrace and I stumbled within her arms , she placed a kiss on my rosy cheeks , handed me a quill and whispered few words " O' darling would you someday weave your beautiful words , embellish them with the blue metaphors and grey similies to sing the best lullaby to me? "
I nodded with the pearly smile not knowing the concealed truth that she is telling me to write an eulogy crushing my sweet memories and stabbing my wounded heart so she can lie down peacefully inside her tomb leaving me alone to fight with this cruel world .