The harmony pillow

All characters and places in this story are fictional and have no relation to any realistic theme or environment whatsoever.

Sitting on a bare cabin bench outside my newly bought wooden cottage, was I thinking about the most glamorous view I ever had that day when I was passing by a flower store while coming back to my cottage from the port. There was this girl standing by the cart filled with flowers. She was selling them. With rendering unforgettable smiles and splashing glories and blossoms by her cheek dimples making the viewers heart to pump extra adrenaline at every stroke, she stood there clueless of what her beauty is doing to others. The innocence on her face was so shinning and so bright that even the priest couldnt have resist to have a good eye glimpse on her face, enough to freeze anyones feet in shoes at the first sight. The very first sight also gave me something same. But the reason why I was frozen in my feet was something else. It was her face which was shocking. I couldnt think of a much known relation, someone very special and with all my tries in vain I was unable to avoid the urge to see her again. I waited all the night second by second, moment by moment counting stars thinking for the first time in my life how long is this night the almighty have made. When the darkness of night started to vanish by the rising of a loveliest sun I ever imagined. I set out for a morning walk, which in fact I avoided most of the morning I have awakened by any reason. Across the other side of my cottage was a very cozy jogging track. It was merely a trodden bear between the bushes, but it was a good feeling while inhaling the pure scent of flowers around. I crossed the market and marked the place where I saw her a day before. I found an open restaurant nearby. I ordered coffee and waited for her. She came an hour later, smiling as usual and I forgot how much boring was the time I waited for her. She almost looked like an angel directed towards this Galloway from gardens of heaven. Her silky brownish golden hairs fell through side of her face waving with the air. Her skin was very soft. Her complexion was fair enough that I could almost see her blood capillaries running through her cheeks. A reddish smile makes her look like a fairy in the tales. I noticed that she never made eye contact with any of the customer while selling them flowers. I felt strange. I started walking to her. I asked her for jasmines. She picked them without even looking at them, packed them and gave them to me. I paid and she didnt even bother counting. But she still had the perfect smile on her face. A thing came through my mind. A splash and at the very second I realized that she was blind. Something broke very deep inside me. Something very strange happened. I couldnt stop myself doing that. I hold down her hand and placed the flowers on her palm. I gave a small peck on her hand and in a quite murmuring tone I whispered Sorry. And started walking to my cottage, I spent rest of the day in my cottage doing nothing besides thinking of her. Its been several years that I quit smoking, drinking and partying around with friends and folks. I like living alone. May a big reason is what I do for living. I am a creative writer. I am always in

search of a good write. I believe in reality and fantasies on equal level. I have a faith that whatever one fantasizes is exactly what he experience in his life. Its just the matter of time. Or simply you get what you wish for. The thing about that which particularly grabbed my attention was her face. She resembles me. Her eyes her nose her face structure was something I cannot forget. It seems like she was my twin regardless of the gender tissue effect one could have easily guessed the resembling pattern of her face to me. My eye caught her and my brain was not letting her go very easily. I was deep down very convinced that I had a relation with her. I had to find what and how. I was the only son of my parents. No question of having a sibling as far I knew. But even there was any how could she have settled 3000 miles away from the home land. There were questions mingling in my mind. On the other hand she was beautiful and her gender attractions were grabbing my emotions of intensity towards her. I am an experienced writer, so I knew exactly what\s happening deep down my heart and I knew if I had to keep myself normal. I should figure a way to fix it. The next day I went to the market to buy some stationary for my work. Not to mention that I visited her as well. I reached her cart of flowers and asked for jasmines again. She handed me over, I paid with eyes stuck on her eyes, my hands touched her hands, and it was merely a touch. I moved pass by her and this time I heard a murmur That wasnt something you did! Crashed something deep in my heart and feet were frozen where they were. She remembered me even she remembers what I said earlier and she was referring to my feelings. Can I do something came out of my mind What can I do for you came out of my lips. You already did She replied in the very soft gentle murmuring tone. What? my voice was coming out of deep throat. This time she directed her eyes into my eyes and with the same eye catching sweet but half smile she replied you cared. I used to smoke hash and coke in my college life and I remember the feelings of getting high by the impact of nirvana but to my horror I was extreme high without any of it. This was something I cant explain in words. Our eyes were glued to each other. I was feeling that she was reading my feelings, sensing them. I felt that she was getting all over me, in me. I left for my cottage. I couldnt concentrate on my work. I bought this cottage for a purpose I wanted to feel free and to find out something new for my write. Something, which readers couldnt forget for a long time. This time I wanted to write something which can lead the reader to peace. The next two weeks I had the same routine. I visited her cart buy jasmines and place them over her palm and leave without a word. She also never spoke back a single word. I knew the bond was made and it was strengthening day by day. I just didnt know where to start. I was confused about bringing the fairy to my kingdom of tales. I decided to give my thoughts a practical implementation. But then something happened which I never imagined. I got a call from neighbors; they informed me that my father died. The night he died he was asking for me and I was out of contact. The news was indeed as painful as it was supposed to be it made me forget

everything. I rushed to my hometown and stayed there for a week. I came back to my place with the laziest feelings ever. I felt like ship wrecked. The feelings took over me for the next three days until I recovered from the shock. It was late in the noon; I was taking a shower to freshen up when I heard the door bell. It was a bit amazing, I never had a visitor at this new place. I didnt even have a friend neither I ever asked for any milkman or any mailman. The cottage wasnt very big just big enough to hide me and my loneliness. Its open I chanted from the glass covered shower. I hear door opening voice and then closed. Some footsteps and then spring pressing sound from my sofa, I felt relieved whoever the person is found a place to sit and is willing to have some conversation with me. I finished my shower, wrapped the towel and came out. Someone was sitting on the sofa couldnt figure out who. I rushed to the wardrobe, found myself a shirt and a trouser. After getting dressed I came to the lounge and was again semi paralyzed. There she was standing by the edge of sofa with a bucket full of jasmines placed on it. She was blind but she never carried a stick. I guessed it was her hometown and she wasnt completely blind. So she could manage counting her steps to and from her home around the town. But she never looked anyone in the eye except me when she froze me in my steps a month ago. There were questions again in my head I was feeling myself as a student of psychology. Why? What? How? I asked none of them. I realized the time for saying hi and hello has passed if she was here for what I was thinking why she was. How have you been? I asked gently and grabbed her hand and gently drew her in the middle of sofa and press her back she sat back with a silence on her face. Her eyes were wide open. Her cheeks were red. She was breathing a bit fast than normal. I caught they rhythm of her breast being pumped heavily by her breaths. So, how are you and hows life. I sat down in front of her on a couch. The feelings of her company were very smoothing. I was getting relaxed. I knew why? It was the intensive feeling of love which I had for her deep down my heart. I closed my eyes and laid my head back on the couchs head rest. What does it feel when someone who care about you leave you unnoticed? I heard this question in my head. It was a very heavy voice. I felt like its familiar. I was way too high to imagine. But to my surprise I heard that voice again. What does it feel when you start caring about the one who care about you and he leaves? This was the time to come back. It was her voice. She was talking in a very gentle voice. In fact it was like she was talking to herself. I opened my eyes and looked into her eyes. My eyes widened up and I felt shivering. She had bulges of tears in her wet red eyes. She was about to shower them at any moment. I stood up and reached her and sat beside her. I placed my hand on her face and wiped her tears with both thumbs. She turned her face away like she didnt want her tears to be wiped. She wanted me to see her tears. And I did. I took a deep sigh and told her everything about my fathers death. I also told her how much I was attached with my father and how much I idealized him as an author as a man of principles. I didnt remember when tears started to roll out of my eyes and fell on her palms which were resting in my hands, right next to me. She moved closer and sat right by my side and then she did something I could have never thought off. She wiped off my tears with her palm and placed my head on her shoulders. I didnt remember how much I wept, all I could remember that my sadness was getting out of me like air leaking from a balloon. Hours passed like a moving train.

Darkness spread out and I could feel the cold night breeze coming from the open window nearby. She kept patting my head from behind by her gentle squeezes. Her fingers were strolling in my hairs and I was feeling like she was cutting the sadness away and filling me with peace and harmony. When I felt lighter enough I parted from her and moved back a little, my eyes again met her face and what I saw changed everything in a matter of seconds. Her eyes were closed and I could easily follow the trails of moist on her face made by her tears. She was deeply touched. She opened her eyes and I could find nothing else in her eyes except love. The intensity of the love was so pure so pious so nutritious that I wrapped her with my arms on her back and hugged her. Time had finally settle the bond and declared its strength. It was now clear to me that a part of my life is over, that the loneliness which I kept with me for a very long period of time was gone. We stayed there in a hugged lock for almost three hours. It was late mid night than when I asked her Do you want to go home. She realized the time was late. She stood up and turned to me. She handed me over the bucket of jasmines and with the glistering wet tone said they missed you I placed them on the table. Took out a bunch of flowers and nested them in her hairs. I walked her to the end of the pathway to my cottage. She stopped me at the end and told me that she will manage the way back. I came back to my cottage sat back gazing at sky and stars from the open window. I was deciding what to do next. I finalized that I will marry her and make her part of my life forever. With these thoughts in my mind I slept. I had a dream that I was flying in the clouds and I could see her in a white long frock she was flying a head of me and I was chasing her. I came very close to her and when I was about to hold her hands I felt a jerk and I was awake. I knew what needs to be done. I went to a small jewelers shop in the market. I bought a ring and rushed to her cart. As usual she was surrounded by a lot of people, kids, women, young girls; elderly chaps all asking her for different flowers. And she was giving them flowers collecting money. Today her smile was much more attractive. It was very fresh and it was like feelings of joy are bursting out of her. She giggled at every comment from her customers. I moved to her as planned. I stood right in the middle of crowd in front of her. I went down on my knees grabbed her hand and said to my life and death I will hold this fairy as my only life partner. Will you marry me? The crowed was shocked. There were many voices, Say YES!! YES!, Oh my GOD! I heard a lot of them but I was just waiting for hers and then I got it. Yes I do She replied and giggled. I put the ring in her finger and hugged her. She grabbed me tightly. I whispered in her ears What is your name? She kept hanging with me. When the jiggling of crowd was a over an elderly chap with a heavy manly voice growled. Alright folks! The flower shop is closed for now. Let the love birds fly together for a while. The cloud dispersed I saw the old chap for thanking him he starred at me for a smile I shook my head to thank him. He acknowledged. I passed by him I was very glad but still I noticed the tears in his eyes. For the first time I walked her to her home. It was almost like a garden with lots of flowers of different types. An old lady most probably her mother was standing at the gate to welcome us. The news of my proposing her came to her much earlier and she was waiting for us. She blessed us with tons of prayers. The old lady was too glad that she was trembling with small shivers in her body. She wasnt able to express her feelings but I could easily imagine. I announced I will marry her tomorrow. I knew that was quick, but I couldnt control myself and my feelings. Are

you sure about this? The same voice of the old chap came who dispersed the crowd. He was standing in the corner by the door. I was about to answer when I heard Yes! What else I could get from my life? Let me it was her. I had a mixed feeling of joy and reality of what a father could have felt when marrying his daughter. But the old man passed a smile to me. We chatted for hours at her house. Too many old folks around the town visited us and chatted with me about my life and profession. Some young girls also asked me how I fell in love with her and all I could answer was the first sight. It was late at night when I asked them permission to leave. She walked me to end of her gate. It was strange that whenever we walked along, we never spoke a word with each other we just keep hands in hands. I said her goodbye with the wink of my eye Jasmine. I heard her voice. What? Where? I bounced like an idiot. My name is Jasmine she replied and I was stoned. The next day I got married to her in a bunch of relatives and folks around the town. The church hall was almost full. We followed every tradition. When the priest announced us husband and wife and asked us to kiss. It was the most exciting moment of my life. I was feeling like losing virginity. We kissed. Our lips sealed with each other and I was lost in the feelings of pleasure and love. We broke our kiss and came out of the church. As the church was nearby my cottage, I didnt hired a cab or a transport we started walking. Just as were about to turn to my cottage. The old man appeared again. She smiled at him and waved. The old man waved back and wiped his tears with his shirts handcuffs. We entered in my cottage which was now our cottage. I had a plan to make our wedding night very special. I bought plenty of jasmine flowers. I scattered them on bed. The room was presenting a look of a garden with sweet scent of jasmines. I brought her to the bed and make her sit in the middle I asked her to be comfortable. She replied I already am. I smiled and went to the kitchen area. I made some snacks with tea and took them in the bedroom she was still sitting in the same position. I asked him whether she want to change. She replied. Wont you do it to your bride? I felt my heart pumping with desires of love. It was understood that we are going to make love but the feeling before it was making me crazy. We had snacks and tea. I took a shower as it was my routine to take one before going to bed. I came back in just a shirt and a pair of boxers. The wind from the window made me feel a little cold so I closed it. I came to bed and sat beside her. We both lay together with our backs resting on bedside. I took her hand in my hand and gave it a small kiss. Are you afraid? She asked me. No, I am just confused that how could I be so happy and so lucky. She placed her head on my chest and whispered. Its not you who is lucky, its me. I placed my left hand around her back and started squeezing. I ran my fingers in her hairs. We both were letting us go with the rhythm of love and desires. She started unbuttoning my shirt. I was feeling a rise in my heart beat. She had her head right on my heart at my chest. She was feeling it. She entered her hand in my shirt on my bare skin. I felt a jerk in my body and adrenaline started to rush in my veins. My heart started to beat like it never had. I wasnt a virgin but the feelings of having love after a very long time made me feel that way. I felt her small breasts pressing against my belly side. I could feel the heat coming from her body. She has the same intensity of love for me which I was trying to match. I unzipped her blouse and unhooked her frock. She had a lose trouser under it. It was silk too. I ran my hand across her back and reached her bum. I gently squeezed them. They were soft like tulips. She pressed her hands on my chest I could feel as she squeezed her ass when I caress

her. I took her up and started removing her blouse. She let me with strong willingness. I relieved her beautiful breasts from the blouse. They were now covered with a pair of white net silk bra. I unhooked the bra, it slipped down unleashing the most beautiful pair of breasts I ever saw. They were not big not small. They were very soft and in perfect round cup shaped. The small pink nipples added them a perfect look. I placed my right hand on her left breasts and with a cry of pleasure she closed her eyes and threw herself on her back. I lay beside her on my belly and started rubbing her nipples. She was breathing heavily and was moaning in joy. I took off my shirt and came over her on my elbows. I placed my lips on hers. She welcomed my kiss and started kissing me back. We played with each others tongues. I sucked her lips. There were soft like jelly. I was feeling heavenly. I kissed her cheeks and moved to her forehead. I trailed my lips from her forehead to her neck I placed gentle kisses on her neck and moved to the side of her neck and sucked her ear lobe. She moved like a fish out of water. She was moaning heavily. They were almost loud as cries. She had her nails pinned on my back in my bare skin. I rubbed my lips all the way to her cleavage. She opened her hands and gave me a full access. She had her hands on bed sheet holding very tight. Her eyes were closed and she was lusting to feel all the love. I placed my lips on the waiting nipples; she took a jerk to settle down that feeling of extra joy and lust. I felt my manhood in his full strength like never before. I started sucking her nipples very softly and she kept moaning and breathing heavily. I shifted to the right nipple and it was a moment for her she pressed my head deep in her body. She shivered badly and her body took jerks after jerks. There she had the first orgasm of her life. Her eyes were watering out in pleasure. I stayed there motionless and she took a while to recover from that orgasm. She opened her eyes staring at the roof trying to find me. She placed her hands around my neck and kissed me. It was a gentle kiss. There were no words between us but we understood each other and the next action to be performed. I had given her the first gift of the wedding night. Now was the time to give the second and everlasting one. I kissed on her belly and ran my fingers under her belly button she took a shivering moan and lifted her hips upward. I slowly pressed her pajama down her buttocks and to her knees. Without looking down I placed my fingers in her sweet silk panties and trailed them down as well. He cherry was wet and glistering and waiting for the love making to start. She placed her hands knowingly what to do next, on my boxers and slipped them down. My manhood sprung out of it hard and solid. She grabbed it with her small hand and just stayed there and felt its grip. I moved my fingers on her cherry lips she moaned and opened her legs wide for a wider access. I moved my knees between her legs and kissed her neck my dick was pressing her belly. I duck my hips back to position myself in to her. She guided it to the entrance of her cherry. I rubbed the top of my rod on her cherry lips for a while. She started moaning. The wetness of her cherry was very welcoming. I slide my bolt a little further. She was very tight and I was convinced of her virginity. My secretions of her pond made it very slippery. I pushed my pricks head a little further and hit her hymen. She cried out loud enough to scare me but she kept her hands on my back and with her legs crossed on my hips pushed me in her. I knowingly her wish pushed it deep in one thrust crossed all borders and entered all my love making tool inside and rested on her belly. She was practically parted from my over sized penis but her moans soon settled down she became calm with slight moans to make me keep the rhythm. I started making out love with the depths of my heart filling her desires with mines. When I increased in pace she opened her legs part and started moaning out loud. I was feeling heat and pressure building up in my groins I was about to give her my loads of love. I told her I am going to cum. She kept me pushing hard

inside and with a big deep thrust I had the orgasm of my life. Spurts after spurts I emptied out my loads in her. She was shivering. I rested my body on her belly. She took a deep sigh. I placed my lips on her cheeks and gave her a love lasting kiss. She stayed their calm and cool with a smile of satisfaction on her face. I lay beside her and with her head on my chest I rested. She went into deep sleep after having a love of her life. I keep my fingers running along her hairs. I was also feeling my eyes heavy. Knock! Knock! The door had someone spanking on it and I was amazed who it could be this late at my door when almost half of the town knew Its my wedding night. I woke up I placed her aside. She was in heavenly sleep with the same smile on her cheeks. I placed a kiss on her them and came to the door. I opened the door there stood the same old chap with a medical kit in his hands and a stethoscope. I realized then that he was a doctor. Hi! Its probably an odd time to disturb you but I felt it very necessary to come over. I am jasmines family physician and I need to talk to you. Where is she by the way? I was calculating my confusing over amazement. I let him in and told her that she is asleep. I took him to the bedroom. She was lying straight with her face towards me and a smile lasted on that face. It seemed that she was dreaming. The doctor reached her side and grabbed his wrist just like a routine pulse check. He placed her hand back and went into deep thought. He kept thinking till I got a bit bored and I reached his shoulder. What is it doc?. Oh! Sorry young man. We have lost her. She is no more with us. Something happened to me I felt a lot of voices of giggles and cries and my vision got blurred. I passed out. I felt my vision back again. The very first person to recognize was the same doctor. I got up and asked for jasmine. He asked me to rest. I yelled at him again and again and asked about jasmine. I was going through slight attack of hysteria. I recovered in three to four hours. It was a huge shock for me. When I was back to my senses, the doctor sat by my side and told me She had a hole in her heart, she needed a transplant. She could have never afforded the transplant. The town was collecting money for her transplant but everyone here knew that she couldnt survive. She knew it too. Everyone in the town loved her and pities her. She was aware of the fact that she will die sooner or later, in fact she just smiled on the cart to make people happy around her. She never wanted anyone to be sorrow for her. When you left for your town, I came to know that she has fallen in love in with you. I didnt recommend her to have any sort of relation. Any approach to sex or extreme emotional condition might increase her blood pressure and could cause her heart to stop functioning. But she insisted. It was her will. I asked her to tell you but she stopped all of us. She just wanted to make you happy for one time in her life and thats what she did and died with a smile on her face. The vision came through my mind. Everything moving like a film whatever we did, I remember her resting her face with her last smile on my chest. That was her last gift to me. I was her harmony pillow. And this was my tale..