As True as Love can Be

She raised her glass, stared silently at the man across the table.

The man raised his glass, and in a nautical fashion, the two emptied their glasses.

The man moved his lips deliberately, fashioning every single word, “Destiny, have you….” He was cut off.

“Love, or shall I call you by your mortal name, Cannosa? You are still ever that naïve. From the realms of the forgotten to now, you are ever so indulge in yourself. What is love anyway?”

The man stood up and from his pockets, he took out a few money notes and left on the table. “You believe that Love can be created, can be molded, can nurtured. You are wrong. I will continue to fight you. And I hope you will leave these poor mortals alone. Love is always with them.”

“Then I am sorry to say, for the millionth time, Destiny will find love for these mortals.”

Chapter One: Where is my Prince?

The rainy night did not dampen Sahx’s mood. In fact she was in another world, in a world of her own, where the handsome Prince will donate his heart to save the dying pauper girl.

For many years, Sahx yearned for true love to appear. She wanted someone to hold her, to feel her feelings, to cry her sadness, to laugh her happiness, to listen, to accompany and most of all, to comfort.

It does not matter if the television lied, it does not matter if the romance book is a fiction, it does not matter, she only wanted to seek solace and serenity within them. To find a place for her heart to seek comfort, to lessen the pain of loneliness, to indulge herself in the tenderness of the male lead, to feel the love between the characters, albeit all fairy tales.

Sahx could only imagine.

Her friends were a horrible bunch. They made fun of her little world, the only haven she knew. They criticized her thoughts, they sneered at her feelings and worst of all, they doubted the existence of her little world.

Sahx tried to defend her little world, by going into it more often. The handsome Princes, the charisma from the Korean male leads, the soft touch of the Taiwanese boyish lead and the very True Love that binds her to these characters. She was touched by the many true loves that occurred. There was once, she lay, ever so weakly, by the beachside, dying. Her only console was the soft caress of her boyfriend. The one she loved so much to only find out he was her half-brother. Only death can remedy all these.

There was another time, she was blind. Her true love gave up his eyes so that she can help the two of them see. Yet another time, she had to cruelly give up her true love to her best friend, because she was suffering from an incurable potent disease. The pain, the tears and the silence of loneliness, as she slept on the hospital bed.

She was suddenly woken up by her MSN notifying tone.

She stride across her room and stared into her monitor. There was someone wanting to have a MSN conversation with her. She acknowledged it.

“Hihi, I am Cannosa here. Are you Sahx?”

“Erhemmmm, yups. I dun seem to know u.”

“:)….haha….yea…..You have nv met me b4. I got your contacts thru’ ur friends.”

“Wahhh, who gave u my contact?”

“I cannot say. He will kill me for sure. :)”

“Okok. This is embarrassing, I dun noe wat to talk about?”

“Its ok. We’ll be friends. :)”

Sahx and her newly acquired friend chatted the whole night, into the misty morning.

They ended their conversation. For the first time in Sahx’s life, reality seemed to have seeped silently into her little world. Or was her little world seeping into reality. She could not tell. She could only pray.

Suddenly, another part of reality hit her. “Oh no! Sharks! I’m late for school!” She winced and groused.

She rushed to school, only to find herself very late. Might as well, she thought to herself, and she gave herself a day off. She proceeded to the canteen and ordered a drink.

The sky became wet and noisy, like a baby. She hated baby and she hated the weather now. She had to stay in school. She sipped on her straw, imagining herself as a lonely lady awaiting for true love to appear. She was sad. The rain made the atmosphere even sadder. The rhythmic rain pelt seems to sing a song of destitute.

“Can I sit next to you?”

Sahx flicked her head back, and nodded.

It was another lady, full of prose and grace. “You must be Sahx. I am in the same class as you for you Financial Accounting module.”

Sahx wanted to ask her, “Were you?” but she held it back. Maybe she was, Sahx thought. “I’m sorry, I don’t really recognize you.”

To which the lady replied with a smile, “It’s alright. I have always been in very low profile. Sometimes I don’t even come for class.”

“Really? How do you cope with your stuff then? There are awful lots of readings.”

“They will take care of themselves.” The lady smiled again. Sahx looked enviously at the lady. She was the perfect woman any woman would want to be. Her beauty, her voice and her aura. It was intoxicating. She wondered why she never saw her before.

“I noticed that your guy-friends like to tease you a lot, don’t they?”

“Yea, those horrible freaks. They like to say I’m fat, my face is big, my butt is huge. Come on, there got to be a limit, right? I am not that bad. I can put up with them, but do they know? I am controlling myself. I will lose control one day. One day.” Her anger flowed like torrents, unleasing to the unforgiving seas. She wanted to cry. She wanted to run back to her little world. Yet, she was held back by the voice of the lady.

“Then you should ignore them. They harm you. Why should you allow yourself to be harmed in that way?”

“Perhaps, I am too nice. I don’t know and I don’t want to think about it.”

“True, you are a nice girl. Let nothing smear your innocence. I see you have a lot of thoughts. Some deep and some sad. Want to share with me?”

Sahx’s heart lit up. For once, someone cared truly for her. Someone believed in her little world.

“I don’t even know your name. I am really sorry.” Sahx blushed.

“I should be the one saying sorry. I took the liberty of sitting beside you, disturbing you in your thoughts and I never introduced myself. My name is Destiny and I am a student like you. I am as normal as anyone can be.”













(Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone or anything dead or alive is really a freak coincidence. Who is Cannosa? Who is Destiny? Most of all why are they attempting to connect with Sahx? Chapter two will answer more of it.)