A Polish gentleman with the largest mane of hair one could ever imagine to see, happened to come across a frozen lake in his native place. He took out his skates, and was about to embark on his ice-skating journey when something in the middle of the lake attracted his attention. As he drew closer, he witnessed the most stunning beauty - a lady with the eyes of a doe, hair as black as night, and in her hand was the probably the most white and pretty swan he had ever seen. She seemed to be stuck in the lake, and Popolski (which happened to be the gentleman's name) walked up to her and asked her, in his typically Polish accent, "From where do you come ma'am? I have never seen you in these parts."
The lady, who was expressionless up till now, managed to bring about a smile, and replied in a teary tone, " I stand here, frozen in the middle of this lake with this swan, thanks to a curse by a black magician..." Tears started forming in her eyes.
Popolski was considered to be a stone-hearted man, but this show of emotion caused him to let his guard down too. He asked back in a very soft tone, unusual for him, "What is the cause for this curse, my dear lady? Can I be of any help to you?" The lady of the lake replied, "I happened to be foolish enough to try and steal one of his magical amulets... I regret it so much now! The only way for me to get rid of this curse is if someone were to take care of this swan for me. Will you take care of this creature for me, oh kind man? I would be ever obliged to you..."
He looked at the creature with some speculation. Never a lover of animals, he resented the fact that the lady's fortunes were bound to such a creature. The swan looked endearingly at Popolski - he returned cold, unfriendly stares. But he had come too far. Beauty and a tragic story had taken over his senses. He was falling prey to love (although such a thing was deemed impossible in Popolski's case - it had just happened) and eventually, gave in. He agreed to take care of the swan for her.
The swan made loud noises, as if to celebrate a victory, and the lady only too readily gave it to him. Popolski accepted the swan gingerly, and patted it on the head. When he wanted to make his way back, he found that he couldn't walk! His feet had become part of the lake, and now he was frozen to the middle of the lake just like the lady was. The swan had gone quiet again.
The lady was laughing, and quite evilly at that. Popolski, no matter how hard he tried, couldn't free himself. She only had this to say, " YOU FOOL! You did not have an idea of what you were getting into eh? I was waiting for a 1000 years for some fool to come along this way and free me - and God decided to send you! HAHAHAHA! Now, I shall make sure that no one comes along this way again... you have fallen for my beauty, without thinking about the consequences! And you only had eyes for my beauty - you never thought about the poor swan! Now you shall suffer!"
And saying so, she just drifted away, leaving Popolski in the middle of the lake with the swan, laughing at the fate & foolhardiness of a man who had fallen in love with a CURSE...
The lady, who was expressionless up till now, managed to bring about a smile, and replied in a teary tone, " I stand here, frozen in the middle of this lake with this swan, thanks to a curse by a black magician..." Tears started forming in her eyes.
Popolski was considered to be a stone-hearted man, but this show of emotion caused him to let his guard down too. He asked back in a very soft tone, unusual for him, "What is the cause for this curse, my dear lady? Can I be of any help to you?" The lady of the lake replied, "I happened to be foolish enough to try and steal one of his magical amulets... I regret it so much now! The only way for me to get rid of this curse is if someone were to take care of this swan for me. Will you take care of this creature for me, oh kind man? I would be ever obliged to you..."
He looked at the creature with some speculation. Never a lover of animals, he resented the fact that the lady's fortunes were bound to such a creature. The swan looked endearingly at Popolski - he returned cold, unfriendly stares. But he had come too far. Beauty and a tragic story had taken over his senses. He was falling prey to love (although such a thing was deemed impossible in Popolski's case - it had just happened) and eventually, gave in. He agreed to take care of the swan for her.
The swan made loud noises, as if to celebrate a victory, and the lady only too readily gave it to him. Popolski accepted the swan gingerly, and patted it on the head. When he wanted to make his way back, he found that he couldn't walk! His feet had become part of the lake, and now he was frozen to the middle of the lake just like the lady was. The swan had gone quiet again.
The lady was laughing, and quite evilly at that. Popolski, no matter how hard he tried, couldn't free himself. She only had this to say, " YOU FOOL! You did not have an idea of what you were getting into eh? I was waiting for a 1000 years for some fool to come along this way and free me - and God decided to send you! HAHAHAHA! Now, I shall make sure that no one comes along this way again... you have fallen for my beauty, without thinking about the consequences! And you only had eyes for my beauty - you never thought about the poor swan! Now you shall suffer!"
And saying so, she just drifted away, leaving Popolski in the middle of the lake with the swan, laughing at the fate & foolhardiness of a man who had fallen in love with a CURSE...
3 comments:
nice work lambu, i really enjoyed ur work. keep those stories coming up
Good... very good
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