The Princess and the Gulmohar

The princess looked out of her window at the Gulmohar tree outside…it was waving in the wind and she sighed. A tear ran down her cheek. She was aware of the maids packing her trunk. She didn’t want to show she was crying.She dismissed the maids. And sat on the sil. She put her hand out and reached for a leaf, a wind blew the branch away. ‘Don’t be angry…I need to go. You know I must.’ She sighed.

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~ by tia on May 27, 2007.

4 Responses to “The Princess and the Gulmohar”

  1. damn good!!
    loads of stuff for a day!! phew!! 😀

  2. Wait, so this is a story about a gal who talks to a tree? And then the tree sheds a branch for her to plant at her new home?

    Go on, keep clicking down…..

    Keep going…..


    Ok Ok, nice story, I know metaphor and what not. But write stories that are more real, less dramatic. Maybe its because I was forcefed with all these dramatic metaphor stories and poems here in middle school, HS, and then college, that I kinda find it meh. But you have pretty good skills about writing.

    Wait, what the heck is happening to me? Yesterday I was driving slow, and now I’m complimenting you? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

  3. Oh darn blog thingy, takes the keep going down effect away, so for now just imagine a lot of space after “new home” and “ok ok” ok?

  4. *sam
    Thank u 🙂

    i kno!scary isn it how that slipped and u complimented me!


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