The Black Rose of Enlightenment

A Story;

It was a sombre but pleasant Friday evening when Prince Edward decided to take a walk in the streets of Paris where he had come to explore the lives of rather normal people than royal people and to know what true meaning of life is?. He went out, his interpreter, Rosa Rosemary, along with him, who was the only person who seemed normal to him. They walked at a slow pace to glare at things which seemed modern and up-to-the date to the Prince. Suddenly, a loud thunder struck near the street, the Prince was rather excited than frustrated he went on, Rosa tried to stop him but the Prince was the body in power, so she had to keep silent.

A rain was followed by a couple of thunder strikes. Paris seemed so fresh during and after rain. The two went through the congested streets of Paris, they ate things in the locality. Rosa said “Prince Edward it seems to be a bit late to hang around in the streets’’

“Oh! Why do you mind so much, we’ll go to the park for some while and then I promise we’re back to the hotel’’ replied Prince Edward

“OK, as you say!’’ said Rosa.

The park was really satisfying for the Prince, so as they were leaving Rosa noticed that there was a outlandish flower in the bushes nearby, she asked the Prince about it. He seemed interested in the flower so he went nearby and plucked it. He took it to the hotel held in his pocket. Once the Prince was in his room safe without any disturbances, he took out the flower.

The flower was rather surprising to him as it was a Rose but not a red or yellow one but a black one! Prince Edward had heard before about the flower in his as well as this country. The people said the person who found it was not ordinary and emitted super-natural powers (but that is so not true). He thought that was it possible that he could have supernatural powers? No, obviously no!. Suddenly, a thought struck his mind it wasn’t him who found it, Rosa was the one.

He told the story to Rosa the next day, while he was telling the whole incident , he suddenly thought something else, the contemplation that struck his mind this time was really obscure, it was that the Rose is related to her not only because she found it but also because her name; R-O-S-A! It plainly said ‘related to Rose’. But the problem was how was she relate to the black Rose?

At this point of the scenario Rosa remembered something.

“Oh how could I have forgotten that?’ ’she said but when she noticed the looks on the Prince’s face she continued “OK, so from the starting- as you know my family was not so rich, and so I ran from home to come here but when I was running away I met a superstitious woman who told me the meaning of my name and surname, she said that after many years I will find a strange black Rose in a bush which will not be plucked by me but someone who will help me all life! Back then I didn’t take it seriously and thought as though it was a dogmatic, but today I see something sort of that and I –‘’ Rosa was cut in by Prince Edward.

“What? Did you just say the person who plucked the flower that is me – will help you all the life? Oh I see I will, you know. OK so what else do you remember about the lady?’’ burst out the Prince.

 “Yeah, I remember the lady telling me that the Rose is something which will help me find the true meaning of life. Wait! I don’t want to become a Buddhist!?’’ said Rosa

The next day they decided to explore the Rose by trying to use it. They touched it and rubbed it but nothing happened.The Prince had an idea, they must say a secret code to use it. But Rosa didn’t know any secret code. Then she thought about her surname – R-O-S-E-M-A-R-Y, she knew it wasn’t sensible to use her surname but she started chanting “Rosa Rosemary’’ repeatedly. To her surprise things started moving and in a second then they were normal.

“Yes! We have attained enlightenment, we know what true life is, our efforts gave us success!’’ shouted Prince Edward

Rosa was glad about this.

From then to now they have never forgotten that day.