The crystal ball was beautiful. It held so much magic in it. I could see the world as a movie through the swirling mist. When I held it to my ear, I could hear laughter. When I shook it, I could hear silver bells ring.
The crystal ball was heavy. It held so much misery in it. I could see the world like a movie through the swirling smoke. When I held it to my ear, I could hear sobs. When shaken, I could hear the teardrops fall.
The crystal ball was burning my hands. Inside was a battle unseen. A duel of good and bad. Smiles and tears. Happiness and hurt. Trying to win over each other. No one could win but kept on fighting.
I wanted to keep the happiness and ward off pain. But there was no way to do it because both were connected by a chain. I turned the crystal ball here and there. Upward and downward. Shook it hard and tried to separate them. The smiles from tears. The good from the bad.
But where went the smiles, the tears followed. Where went good, bad followed. It was too much to bear.
So I dropped it.