Announcement came like a bolt from nowhere. Like another piece of Dad's sprawling wealth, he was put on the auction and committed to a prospective buyer! So what, the prospective buyer is someone who stirs pleasanter memories of past? Has he no say himself? And how was he to obey this decree?...For years- since first dawn of cognition- he was chained to his will. Saraaswati Ma herself had sworn him to the allegiance- his duty. Aspiring him for the ideals of Ram. Indeed! whose Father Dashrath had long since inclined towards other Queen Kaikai. But Ma's call was reason enough to ensure his compliance, besides filial dues to one's father. And when has he not obeyed? Duty bound, Oath bound, he has discharged the obedience unflinching. He lays committed to the father; Year by year, assisting in his tremendous work load, pitching in towards his limitless ambitions and begging to his Gods for his fine health and long life. If only, Father were to concede a wee bit of love, he so sorely missed after Ma's Departure!...
"But no, this is not done. First time, I must overstep. It is not only me, or a valuable property. This involves another life. An innocent girl- vaguely remembered in childhood conversations, Vidya Uncle and Gunial Masi's first born. I can not allow her yoked into a loveless, hapless union- Her life ruined. If Dad refuses to listen to me, I will have to be proactive. I will write straight to her..."
A Dreamer;
"Who was he?! Why he broached so forcefully- so suddenlly into my dream space last night? A bolt from nowhere! Who had permitted him this trespass? Not I!...Yesterday evening, Bapu and Guniyal were reminiscing a long past friend, Saraswati masi, departed wife of Nandu Uncle. There was some vague mention of a boy and I went to slip, annoyed, 'why Gunial is not chatting about my recent success in bringing Internet to village instead?...But why the Dream! It forces me, drives me, orders me into conceptualising its content on paper. And that profile!...
Thick, luxurious crop of hair crowning a perfect, imperious forehead; Broad, Clear and emitting a habit of authority, resolve, firmness- though, there lurked a suppressed vein in the left, hinting a capacity of a rage. But the regal section itself, fittingly anointed with a blazing vermillion Tilak in the middle in between two thickset eyebrows. Those abundant brows, narrating lush fecundity, adorn atop two windows to a Soul, His Eyes;
Deep, penetrating and piercing, as if, they saw through me even from their surreal plane of a dream. Iris-dawn black of brown, set off by moon white of sclera, embody a perfect almond, which themselves were mellowed of their exuded power by fine Curves of eyelids with sparse sprinkle of manly eyelashes.
They issue a dare; No lies, no nonsense would be suffered. The deal was simple. Candour and Frankness discharged, as well expected. They demonstrate a straight soul. Integrity so evident; Undiluted Honesty and Unblemished sense of Honour. Despite the power, one feels secure, protected under them...There is no pause in falling headlong for them. They command it so, will it so...But what was this? A tinge of sadness! In their unblinking gaze, a slight droop of the eyelids and carefully concealed in them- some melancholy! Let me be a share, permit me be a repose, if you may!"...
Urge to capture the rest was unbearable, almost frightening. But not only dream, even real world's much touted technology played fickle, leaving her stranded hopelessly amidst God-tokens.
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Edit add: Link to impressions on previous episode...
1.) Preordained,
Next episode,
3.) Enchanted and Skeptic, Alluring Sounds
Edited by smrth - 12 years ago
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