Once upon a time there were two true lovers. They loved each other very much. The boy name was Joy and the girl name was Daphne. One day a girl requested to her boyfriend to bring a red rose for her. She told" I'll dance with you, if only you’ll bring me a red rose. I'll wear it in tomorrow’s party. But the boy said, there are no any red rose in my garden. His eyes were filled with tears.
However she didn’t understood what was boy saying. She said " anyhow you have to bring red rose otherwise I will dance with other rich boys. Then she stood up and went away. The boy became sad and started to cry. The entire thing which was happening was seen by the bird, Nightingale. A little nightingale heard boy from her old tree and she told they are the true lovers. Nightingale said “I’ve heard and sang songs about true lover night after night but I’ve never seen a true lover."There will be a dance at a palace tomorrow said the boy." The prince will be there and my love will be there too. If I bring her a red rose then she will dance with me and I'll hold her in my arms. But there are no any red rose in my garden, so I will sit alone. She won't dance with me and my heart will break."
Yes he is a true lover, like the lover in my songs, said the nightingale." love is happiness to me; however it is a pain to him. Love is a wonderful thing which gold and jewels can never buy it."
All the nature asked, why is he crying?
He is crying for a red rose, said the bird." For a red rose!" he is crying the nature told and they laughed. But Nightingale understood. She opened her brown wings and flew up into the air; she passed across the garden like a shadow.
Nightingale asked tree to give her a red rose. But she couldn't find and red rose. After so much of searching she came at the last tree and the tree told" There is a way, but I won't tell you about it."
Tell me the way please said the nightingale, I am not afraid of any difficulties that will come on my way. If you want a red Rose then you must build it out of music by moon light, said the tree. The redness must come from your hearts blood. The thorn must cut open your heart and your life blood must run into me and become mine. Wealth is a great price to pay for a red rose," said a Nightingale. I enjoy life. I love sitting in a green tree and watching a golden sun setting down. I love smelling the flowers. But love is better than life and the heart of a man is more important than a heart of a bird." she passed over the garden where the young boy was still lying in the grass. The tears were not yet dry in his eyes. Be happy said the Nightingale. You'll have your red rose. I'll build it out of music by moonlight and I'll give my heart blood for its redness. However you must be a true lover because love is the wisest and strongest thing. Boy didn't understood what was bird saying, at last he understood and said, sing me one last song. I’ll be sad and alone when you'll go."
Then she flew away passed to moon which was shining in the sky, the Nightingale flew to the rose tree. She pressed herself to the thorn. She sang all night and the cold moon listened. Although the whole night, she sang and the thorn went deeper and deeper and the life blood ran out of her. First she sang about the birth of a love in the heart of a boy and a girl and a wonderful rose grew on the highest part of a rose tree. At first it
was white as white as a cloud on river, as silver as the wing of its early morning. The rose tree cried to the Nightingale," Press closer to the thorn little, Nightingale. The rose must be red before daylight so the nightingale pressed closer against the thorn. The thorn touched her heart and went deeper. As the pain became worse, her song became wilder.
The rose became deep red as red as a jewel. But nightingale’s voice became weaker and weaker. Her little wings stopped moving, her eyes lost their brightness.
She sang a last wonderful song. The moon heard it and waited in the sky. The red rose heard it and opened wide to the cold moving air. Look, cried the rose tree. The rose is ready now: But the Nightingale didn't answer, because she was lying dead in the long grass with the thorn in her heart.
Next morning boy woke up and went to open his window, he saw dark red rose. He went and took it and put it on his hat and ran to the doctor's house with the rose in his hand. The doctor was the boy's teacher and the boy loved the doctor's daughter. She was sitting at the door and her little dog was lying at her feet. You wanted me to bring a red rose said a boy. Here is the reddest rose in the world. You can wear it tonight next to your heart. Then we can dance together. And you will get to know how much I love you."
I am sorry," Said the girl." It will not go with the color of my dress and the officer has sent me some real jewels. Everyone knows that jewels cost more than a rose. Thank you very much!" said the boy angrily. You are very kind. He threw the rose in front of her feet."
"You can't speak to me like that, said the girl. Who are you? Only the boy!" she got up from the chair and went into the house.
Love is a very silly thing!" said the boy and he walked away." It tells us things which are not going to happen, we believe thing which are not true. It is useless. In the difficult time, we must learn useful thing. I shall go back to my studies."
So he returned to his room, took out big old books and began to read. I request you all my friend don't fall in love never ever, that also when you are just a student.
Moral: - This isn't an age to love so we have no freedom to take decision by ourselves
regarding what is good or bad for us.
Name- Sana Banu
Class- Seven
School- Arunodaya English higher Secondary School, Dallu
( The writer is my cousin sister)
