My Truce...

Parwana- an obsessed lover; a name given to the moth in urdu that is attracted towards Shama- the flame. Well, why is it so, I can only guess. Perhaps the moth is personified as an obsessed lover 'cos it sacrifices its life for the love of Shama.
The divine love between the two has been a muse for many writers, poets & lyricists, who have exquisitely presented the devotion of the Parwana for his love.
But today, going through a metaphorical tunnel that connects me to that Divine Love I realized the other side of the story, the one that is less evident. Sacrificing life to meet his love, a die hard hopeless romantic, Parwana gives an obvious evidence of his love but what if Shama has the same feeling for him too. Unable to express, waiting for the love of her life, she maintains her calm but finally when the time comes, when her lover is there to embrace her, to hold her in his arms for eternity, she helplessly watches her love burning with her. Crying with pain she couldn't even express her love & tell him about the dark, lonely nights she had waited for him.
And now living with a guilt she knows everybody speaks of his sacrifice blaming her as a cause but no one cares for her loss. Nobody knows the pain in which she burns for her entire life, the guilt in her for being the cause,nobody cares. But she knows her love was pristine, her devotion was pious and her dedication was selfless.
She knows, though she was helpless, her soul is committed to him......and this is her truce...... MINE TOO..