He saw her walking down the street.
He could not see her face.
All that he saw was her thick long long long black hair,lovingly entwined to form a luscious plait.
He fell and fell hard. Without even seeing her face.
They got married and as night dawned, he waited anxiously for his bride. His bride with the beautiful long black hair.
She came. Closed the door behind her. Turned slightly away from him and started unbraiding her hair.
He watched in awe.
She unbraided her hair half way up and then removed that part of her hair and hung it up on a hook on the wall.
And they managed to live quite happily ever after.
:)
11 comments:
How do u remember that?! :)
hee hee....i just dont want to forget it...ever!
and this is "non-fiction"?
gosh K, i thought no one would ask!! yeah...non fiction and there is more...
I didn't ask since you were being such a tease! :)
Z
LOL!!!! That was a lovely little post!
I still maintain you are suddenly becoming philosophical -- amidst all that hilarity of course :). Did it really happen?
lovely...and a fabulous compliment to the real life characters :)
but how do u know what happened that night???
ganga, writer and roopa...am so glad you seemed to have enjoyed it as much as i did when i first heard the story :)and yeah...i believe it to be true. stay tuned!!
earth calling zak ..come back to normal frequency. over and out
hehehe.. More of these please!
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