Monday, January 4, 2010

Vanity On Oneself Does Tell A Story (Part 2)



(Continue from Part 1 ..)
The fireplace had formed a saluate of the most perfect nude body he had ever seen in his life. Her skin was as smooth as silk and simply flawless. His hand began to ran from the bosom of the girl's body to her bottom. The girl looked so beauteous even when she was sleeping. He couldn't believe he had got what he desired, right before his eyes.

"I shall die like this with no regrets if I've reached to my last breath." Alanjandro said to himself while resting his head with his left arm and still brushing the girl 's body, that he had long admired.

Alanjandro then set aside some stray of the girl's hair with his last finger and moved forward to kiss her forehead. As he closed his eyes and at the verge of doing it, a voice whispered through his ears.

"My dear frog prince.. Is this how you want things to be? And you called this infinity?"

It's Vanity. The figure that had always appeared as a shadow in Alanjandro's life. The figure that had helped Alanjandro, through motivation, to turned from a frog to a prince again. Through endless motivation, Alanjandro had pushed himself and finally found the the cure to his curse.


"Look at you, you're perfect like a Hercules.. What have she done to deserve an Utopian like you," whispered vanity again as he tried to reach to Alanjandro's soul.


Lastly, Vanity whispered," Where was she when you were looking for the cure? She was nowhere insight except for me your Highness.." Vanity then slowly faded away as soon as all of the branches in the fireplace turned to ashes, like how the love Alanjandro beginning to feel for the girl.

Standing tall with no regrets, Alanjandro picked his clothes and got dressed.

"Where you're heading my Love?" the girl asked as soon as she was awaken by noise that Alanjandro made.

"Alanjandro remained silence. He walked a few steps to the door for his leave. And even before the girl, that he used to love few minutes ago, could say another sentence, Alanjandro paused and said, "My heart did reach yours, but.. you're not the one for me. And will never be."


----------The End----------

Written by: Adifazely.


Oh well, that is just a mini-short story for your entertainment. Hmm. By the way, back to Part 1 topic, I guess it's so-true when they say; things happen for a reason. If I never met the burger, I'll never be admired. Hmm. Maybe la.


Anyway, the point that I'm trying to make here is that, vanity does not necessarily portray one's insecurity. In fact for my case, I'm vain because I used to be so insecure. Contradicting. But at the end of the day, I think vanity can never keep it with confidence. The pictures of any model's body (FHM, Men Mag, etc) can never be compared to a pictures of 'no six pack' type of body. I salute those people who take pictures in what ever shape they are, with full confidence.

I shall end my blog with this qoute .. "Vanity is just an act of the Narcissist, and being a Narcissist is not a bad thing, depending how you want to live your life."


Till the next blog (Gonna hit the gym now); Loads of Love: Adifazely


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