Sunday, January 11, 2015

Disgusted time-traveller

Rain disgusts me. Trees look like witches. Roads look as if some drunk guy forgot to stop peeing. I hate it.
“Stop it, you fool!” I yelled at the sky. Why? Why do you people look up to complain? Who’s up there? Up… above… why would I want someone above me? Humans are so self-loathing. They subjugate to ideas.
“Hey you… you there. Yes you. What’re you looking at?”
“Nothing Sir. I am trying to find my way home. Please help me.”
“Listen boy. This street leads to the graveyard. You go straight… and…What are you doing? You go straight I said. Straight!”
“Relax Sir. Let me calm you down.”
“No! Get your hands off me.”
“Please Sir… please let me calm you down.”
“No!”
I started running. The alley seemed longer. At the corner of Phalgun Das Lane and Creek Row, I stopped.
The walls were red. Those drunk bastards… puking all over the place. Ah!
I closed my eyes.
The alley was so dark. I couldn’t see my hands but I knew they were sweaty.
Am I lost? Impossible!
“Run you bastard!” I told myself. My voice echoed.
“Run all you want… I can see you… Sir.”
“Nooo…”
I did not say a word. Trust me. I did not. I did n…
“Please, go way… I mean no harm… why are you doing this?” I asked. Yes it was I.
For that silent minute, I waited for my voice.
“Hello…”
“Hello…”
“Hello…”
“H-hello…”
“It won’t hurt. I assure you Sir. Calm down… yes. Good man, sit properly. Haven’t you learnt anything at school?”
“I don’t remember going… I did not go to school. Please let me go.”
“Rubbish! Did you not take up that one lesson? Or the morning you went there fully dressed to be enlightened, to serve His purpose?”
“No. I do n… go away you fucking maggot! Or I …”
“Or you what? Kill me? Kiss me? Slap me? Trap me? Ask me to kneel down at your altar? Put that candle inside me? Fill me in?”
“Go away... have mercy.”
“Relax.”

I got out of that alley. It was cold. January can be harsh at times. The moon shone high above the NRS Hospital. I turned to say thank you… Sir.