A confusing saga of reality and imagination

Unfolding reality is a dream

If I could lock myself in the world of dreams I would

I started splitting her hair ends, in every mould and hair trap I took her splits apart. Holding a piece, I smelled it. It smelled coconutty, with a slight lavender as an upper layer. As she gazed into my eyes, I was just enamoured by her body! All of her curves cause a volcanic rupture in my terrain of the mind, I follow her and bend to kiss her while she looks at me in awe, I pull her towards me and start kissing her, as she feels the moment with her eyes closed. And suddenly I hear a sound. It seems like someone is knocking. She froze for a second and told me to run. I looked at her confused and asked, “Where should I go? Clearly, the Front door is not clear. She tells me to jump from the balcony. I was awestruck and shocked I said, “Are you kidding? I will die or if not definitely lose one leg I guess my dream to compete in Iron Man Marathons will be just a dream, I might consider taking part in the Paralympics.” She replied, “What are you doing? This is not the time for jokes, she said, “Please stop kidding with me! You have to leave now!” I could see her conundrum and hear her heart beating at a rapid pace. I grabbed her hand pulled her close to me, felt her body for one last time and with deep-seated desire kissed her for the day! On my way out of the window then the terrace, I told her, “You better pay me back my interest later..”

Kabir was sitting with a book open. I sat near him and took his hand. I hold it close to my heart. He asks me “Why did you do it?” I asked him “What did I do?” “Oh please, cut the crap out”, he yells in his topmost shrieking voice. He called Juno, Juno was no one but an 8-year-old tigress. She was out for her daily stroll. As Kabir takes out his revolver, I run for my life. As his shots went haywire and landed on his car, I managed to escape. I called his mother Amrita. Amrita comes with her car I greet her “How are you madam?” I asked as a man passed by our meeting point and went ahead for his work. I sit and remain calm. Suddenly, Amrita asks, “What the hell do you think you are doing?” I asked her, “What?” “What are you doing with my son?” shouts Amrita. She looked at me with seething rage as the steering made the car cut through the road diagonally, I jumped and grabbed the steering wheel while the car hit a tree. As the airbags came out we both fell back on our seats. We remained quiet for 5 seconds. Then I looked at her and could feel she, was avoiding my gaze. But then suddenly she kisses me. I kissed her back, You know nature’s calling it is, as we do the dirty dance, she tells me, “Why the hell did you meet my son after going from our place in the morning?” I replied, “I had to go I promised him, it's a big day tomorrow.” Amrita annoyed now do you know a car mechanic near here call him, “I have called another driver, He is just 5 minutes from here. Bring the car, as I looked at her, she left.”

I went to her place at 5 in the evening and then went straight to her room she was in her red night dress looking sultry and sexy. She was beautiful almost like a red licious cherry floating atop a sunny cocktail. All flavours and pristine at the same time. She had the same drink in her hand. She takes two sips of the drink I place the glass a little farther from the table. I pushed her against the wall, as I smelled her breath, teasing her through my hands. I kissed her neck and smelled her body

Someone knocks on the door again! I saw a person coming in I said, “Maa what are you doing here?” Maa stood shaken at the same spot for some time and then ran away bawling like a baby. Kabir came in, and I hid inside the closet, dropping the red night dress. I leaned my ears on the closet wall and tried listening to “what they were talking about?” I knew what was about to happen. Kabir in a shaking voice asks, “Hey buddy! You there!” almost weeping… “Buddy I told you, you were ill, you need to be better okay? Please cooperate and go back to the mental asylum!” I can hear the pain in his voice. Then someone came, as they both talked,

Kabir: This is the second time it has happened, what is your staff doing?

Dr Mathur: He has broken out from every room, and cell we had, I don’t know where to keep him.

Kabir: What do you mean where to keep him? My brother is not in prison! And don’t you dare to treat him like one in prison?

Dr Mathur: But it is a prison after all, you know every asylum rejected him because of his acts of violence. He has killed 2 people already over an imaginary girl named Amrita.

Kabir: I know, you do not have to tell me. And, whatever it takes keep him with you and I will pay you whatever you want. Just keep him.

Dr Mathur: I will try! I know his medical situation! I don’t know what caused it.

Kabir: You do not need to know anything more than that. Just make sure he is not ill anymore. My mother has not smiled in last 15 years.

After that the voice started fading whenever this happens, it means I will go back again to that locked room. I started shouting calling Ma! in my top voice, “They will take me Ma.” “They will kill me.” “Save me Ma!” “Save me!”.

24th of December 1944, hence the day ended like this today. Waiting for a new day and I have to meet Amrita again..

To be continued…………..

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