I am a dying star. You might think stars do not have a heart. I solemnly suggest you to think again. When they have a broken heart, they glow. When they have a strong heart, they shine. Just at the central core, right in the middle.. Voilà! - An orange beating heart filled with energy.
I am trapped in this deep black hole, unmoved, untouched, frightened and depressed. There's a creepy and scruffy looking man who is here too. He's all white - hair, beard and weird looking moustache. He usually sweeps away the fallen stardust deteriorating from my glowing body. He wears dirty old clothes and likes to mutter things to himself consistently. I once asked '' Hey Mister, nice to meet ya. I am...''. That was the end of my first attempt to speak to him because he shouted at me or maybe to himself. I don't know. It was complicated. I just know that he was mad that I interrupted him while he was mumbling words like Lord...I didn't...survive.. I nicknamed him '' Mad Whitey'' after that.
One day when Whitey was asleep not far from me. I tried my second attempt to talk to him. I said softly ''Got a hobby Whitey?''. No response from him so I decided to talk to him pretending he was listening to me anyway ( but maybe he was). ''I used to fly around the whole galaxy acknowledging the milky way, destroying asteroids as I glide pass through different planets-Pluto, Jupiter, Mars. One thing about humans- they fancy me flying across their planet. They like pointing at me with their index finger and will usually ask someone to make a wish. I really like that. The belief and hope they have on me when they see me floating in the sky makes me extraordinary. And now it is time to go. Time to leave. Time to say goodbye to you, my old friend. ''
Whitey suddenly got up slowly at the same time rubbing his fake sleepy eyes. He sat facing me, legs crossed and with great posture. He responded with ease '' My dear oh dear boy. This is not it. This is not how the story ends. It is an end ... to one chapter but.. there is another chapter and another. Life is full of surprises. Don't you forget that. You are with me now. Don't worry Twinkle. You were lost and I found you. I'll guide you, I'll protect you child. ''
He kissed my forehead and we walked through this white wooden door. I felt relieve for once because everything was normal. Normal is good. Normal is great. Suddenly tears start streaming down my face. I wiped off the tears using both of my hands and I looked at him for a few long seconds. I smiled crookedly and whispered ''It is happiness.'' He nodded and left with a cheeky smile.
I wasn't around to see this but Whitey told me there are now hundreds of stars happily shinning as bright as a supernova. Every night. Every hour. Every minute. Every second without fail. This was not the end.
