Once upon a time, she loved the sea and it loved her back...

 P.S : There is a beautiful story, 'Kodathividhikkappuram' written by my favourite writer, P.Padmarajan which gave me the insight to plot this post.In the story, there is a male chauvinist who murders the heroine each time she tries to rise up. Here the words 'murder', 'stabbing' doesn't have a literal meaning but it means figuratively...

   
    A strengthening breeze parted the clouds, allowing the moonlight to glint over the sea. And there on the ground, she was lying with her stabbed wounds bleeding profusely. Swirling around in pain with the blood all over her body, when a breeze touched her so tenderly, she began to feel herself better. After sixty minutes of time, she brought her head up sharply and opened her eyes wide to get a clear vision of the surroundings and of the man.  Slowly she began to rise up. She looked straight, there she saw him standing on the edge, watching the waves of the sea washing off the shore. She looked above and saw the same moonlight, yes that same moonlight under which they had their first kiss. 

   Fluttering away the hurts he had caused in the sea breeze, smiling to the beautiful memories, he had given her, she called his name with all the affections and love once again in her lightest voice, "Raj......................." Yes, it echoed! The search light touched the shore. The breeze was moving cool and careless. Still with those uncured wounds reminding her pain each and every second, but forgetting that it is he who stabbed her, forgetting that it is he who gave her that worst-est pain, she expressed her love for one more time.

   Turning behind to her call, he moved her side,pulled her inside his arms, kissed her on the forehead and uttered those finest words,  "What Honey...!! Does it pain? I am sorry dear. I still love you... ". As if awaken to a reverie,she hugged him tight, tightly to her soul, holding on to him with all the physical pain of her body which  was long enough to convey him that she has forgiven him.

And now
The sea was calm...
And so was her heart. 
But again..., 

...even before the next breeze has reached its direction, even before that beautiful smile has blown off from her cheeks, he pushed her aside,quite heartlessly and aggressively. With tears rolling down her eyes, she fell down on the shore. And, before she was trying to rise up, he reached her with a heart breaking voice, stabbed, stabbed, stabbed and repeatedly stabbed. The wounds were bleeding in her arms, her abdomen like a river, unknowing its destination. Knowing that, his next direction will be on to her chest, she wanted to get up and run away..With roaring pain bleeding so deep through her body, she got up from the ground trying to run away from the place but again the devil in him had chased her. 

   However far she had gone, her distance was very less. She moved but could not move  on.And he realized it well, however he ill-treat her or threaten her, she always surrender before him. And every time she tried to get up, he stabbed her with his sharp edged knife. Finally, his destination has reached..yes,her chest - he stabbed her wildly, furiously without pulling out the knife from her body. He kept it fixed on her chest. He wanted it to be. Thus leaving the knife to be blunt on her chest forever, he walked away...out of her sight...out of her life. 

  Her chest felt its sharp edges. She wanted to be cured. But she was unable to pull the knife outside her chest,or push it inside. Because she knew pushing it inside will cause her more injuries but pulling it out will be her death.So she left it to rest on her chest ever and forever. She knew, it was his knife...his touch, his finger prints rest on it...

And from then, she remained to lie on the ground bleeding, with her senses filled with taste of bile, that sickening smell of the blood and the burning flesh. Still, she could not let him out of her mind and body. She still felt the sweet smell of his Arabian perfume which the breeze had brought to her, despite of her intolerable pain... She lied down there , right there without moving her body an inch,waiting and hoping  for the waves to wash her from the shore.

Years passed, many sunsets had gone by, many sunrises had come,

the waves came, the waves went. 
But she still lies there, facing the sea,

her body sculpted on the shore with her beautiful curves,
projecting tall and wide
facing the sea, like a mermaid 
but towered as a mountain,
burying her pains in the sea, with her salty tears along with the salty waves 

on the shore.
but as the sea 

Here she still lies as the mountain facing the sea, tall, dark yet as beautiful as she was... 
Because once upon a time she loved the sea and it loved her back..