GIRL WITH A GOLDEN HEART

GIRL WITH A GOLDEN HEART
Once upon in a remote village, in a beautiful valley, there lived a teenage girl named Mishti. She was not only beautiful in her own way but also very sweet and likeable.
As she grew, she became more beautiful with time. Her mesmerising cognac colored eyes were so appealing ,her hair were dark and soft curls played on her  cheeks every time she moved her head ,She was fun to be with. As she laughed she made others laugh too. Her presence radiated happiness and joy- d- vivre feel.
She was very lovable; every man who saw her fell instantly in love with her. She soon became the talk of the town as people started calling her as “Girl with the golden heart"because her heart was full of love for everyone. So kindhearted she was she helped all weather kids or grownups.
She developed a magical power too, by grace of local goddess of the valley that wherever she goes and whosoever she loves, that person will become prosperous and rich. But for that she must love that person with her heart and person should love her with good intentions.
Parthriv was a young and charming boy, who resided in the same village. He was son of a poor man who used to deliver plants and seeds to the villagers and now Parthriv used to help his father by delivering these things to the locals of the village. Once he was passing by the street where Mishti lived .She was doing her work in the garden of her house. As Parthriv saw her, he fell in love with her.
On one such occasion Parthriv had to deliver seeds to Mishti's father.Misthi had to attend him in absence of her father .She also liked Parthriv’s innocence and started liking him. Soon their conversation became a routine and they fell in love.
As per the power, Parthriv father business grew and they prospered. Parthriv expanded his business and now started to deliver his goods to city too. As his ventures increased, he gradually forgot the promises he had made to Mishti.With due course of time he started avoiding her and started interacting with other city girls who seemed to be more interesting to him now.
Mishiti was quite hurt by this as she quietly cried alone and felt miserable.Her heart ached with pain and every time she cried local goddess got annoyed by the injustice done to her sweet child.
With all these happenings, Parthriv soon lost interest in business and was indulged in all sort of malpractices like gambling to earn more money.
As destined, he lost all his money in no time. And then a time came when he realized that he has hurt Mishti. He thought of going back to her and apologize. So he went back to meet her.
When he reached his village he heard that Mishti has been ill and had been taken to the doctor in nearby village. Alas, she could not survive the pain of separation from her beloved and died.
Parthriv cried at his loss but it was too late by now. He was devastated by this incident.
In her memory, he made a statue of Mishti with a golden heart studded at her bosom .The statue reminded him and everyone in the village about the love Mishti has for all. The statue was epitome of kindness and true love. Love, that brought happiness, prosperity and abundance. Mishiti’s unconditional love was pure that reminded every man in the village not to hurt his beloved.

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कि कभी बसती थी आबादी
वो शोर कोलाहल

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