BETRAYED

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(it's at 4 o'clock in the evening. Brenda and Brandy are seated along the banks of river Safi. Their conversation is fetching momentum from the cold breeze from the water and the chirping of the birds on tree tops) 
Brenda : (curiously) Honey, look at that little goose on the other side of the river. It must be enjoying the evening colors.
Brandy: of course yes. You know, dark is bright. Have you ever wondered why meditation is best flowing while your eyes are closed? You see, darkness is approaching and the fact that visibility would be blurred reminds it that it was lucky that the day is ending, and still its spirit and body are intact.
Brenda: What do you mean darling?
Brandy: I mean, once you think you have escaped the fowler's snare then you must feel a sigh of relief and conquest.
Brandy: oh yes! I now get you. Well, when did we say is our wedding?
Brandy: Our wedding was built in your mind if I'm not wrong. Wait, What have you been doing to sustain your life?
Brenda: Darling, I remember telling you that there are no job vacancies. I have just been getting some little upkeep from my parents.
Brandy: My dear, for how long are we going to talk about this? All that you have in mind is our wedding. What is a wedding without finances?
Brenda: Sweetheart, forget about finances. I trust that we're all trying our best and you know, God is also there. You don't have to worry.
Brandy: The poor goose is happy because the darkness is approaching and the probability of it turning a prey is decreasing. You should be happy with the same.
Brenda: You're hilarious. What is it that crossed you today?
Brandy: Nothing, I mean it's someone.
Brenda:(worried) Which someone could that possibly be?
Brandy: That all-time friend with a blurred vision. They can only see through an hour but not a day. Why don't people see beyond their sight?
Brenda: Darling, cool down, please. I'm not getting you right.
Brandy: You always don't. Don't get me well especially when you're the cause!
Brenda: Honey, what have I done -
Brandy: Nothing at all. You are ever right. In short no wedding ring. You should be happy that I wouldn't ever trouble you for not seeing beyond what you always see...

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