The revelation was too much to bear.
The thin thread which had tied her to the life till now was snapped.
” Who are you?” She asked.
The mask which he was wearing had fallen off. She could see through his eyes, deep into his soul.
She lay their listless.
Hope was covered with despair.
Love was lost in betrayal.
And the only sound she could hear was her own heart.
” Who are you? She asked again.
” I am your soul.” The voice said.
” If you are mine, why did you mislead me?” She inquired again.
” This world is a maddening place. Everything is not black and white. After a day, there is night. But Between the day and night, lies the dusk and dawn. Between the extremes of summer and winters, comes the autumn and spring. ” The voice replied.
” Not everything is black and white, there are shades of gray. The only thing that is yours is you. Yet, you never relied on yourself. It was not me who mislead you. you never looked within you. All your answers, all your strength, weakness, joy and sorrows is within you.” It continued.
She could see more clearly now. The mirage which she saw earlier was now clearing. She would not let it happen again.
She had to live one more time. This time for herself.
The Vagabond 
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