A girl with a yellow cap next to me. Her charm touched me.
She had nothing to do with the angels, but an angel herself. How can one not
adore her! Sitting right next to me was the message of God. My eyes got stuck
on her. She was as innocent as a naive baby. Her eyes with a glow negating the
brute of the outside world. She was unaware of my love towards her.
Once upon a time, there lived a sadist. Her name was Trivia.
Living in the woods, she was a cannibal. Hunting people and sucking their soul
was her mojo. With a dream of running her own tyranny, she used to feign
herself as a Queen. There was no magic laid within her, just a true genius in
her mind. Using science, she used to subjugate humans. Her portions were not
revealed to anybody but the above one. She was as natural as a vulture in the
sky.
Yet, this is not a Witch story.
Imagine a nerd, neighboring a sadist. From his eyes, she is
a beautiful butterfly looking for a nectar, and for him, he could be her nectar, a loving one.
The girl would read her books on the roof of her home, half
naked and half original with her yellow cap covering her golden wavy hair. The
boy would spend his time sitting on the semblance as her roof, but watching her
perfect figure, wet hair falling on her eyes, her way of tugging her hair
behind her ears, her perfect sitting posture, and the shiny reflection of her
skin.
The boy became a lover-boy from a nerd. He started skipping
his classes and used to spend most of his time scrutinizing the glowing effect
of the girl’s body. His grades gradually started decreasing. But still, he
continued to lose his grades for an angel made just for his needs.
He didn’t know whom to blame for the growing butterflies in
his stomach, the God who created him, or that angelic figure who exposed his
senses.
One another stalking day, he saw the girl peeking him from
her shoulders and leaving the door ajar while entering her luxurious house. He
tethered her hint and went after her inside her house. His heartbeats were
growing as if she was his successful invention, and he has developed his dream
project to make it ready for his embrace.
Four stairs ahead and then he was entering the matrix of his
fantasy déjà vu. He has dreamed every single passing moment, since he saw that
glowing girl. The door ahead him croaked by his action and slammed close behind
him.
He was in the nest of the golden bird, and ready to be
hatched. He saw her pink brassiere lying in front of the door, in front of him. He walked unflagging steps with his
heartbeats making a mayhem in the silence of his passion.
He reached that brassiere, picked it up, smelled it and
smashed open the coveted door of that room.
His heartbeats stopped from that colossal thumping in his
heart. He was watching a naked angel lying on the bed with her elbow supporting
her head, and her index finger of her free hand beckoning him to go and feel
her.
He stood there, glued from what his eyes were bestowing,
holding a pink brassiere and stepping on a pink underwear with the congenial
sin.
The girl lost her patience and walked bare footedly towards
him, took her brassiere from his hand and threw it away in the air behind her.
That was the last image he remembered of his jubilant lair before he felt the
girl’s buttery skin touching his. He ran his hands on her breasts, and he has
experienced heaven before he has tasted death.
His tongue with hers, locked like they have been together
for millennia. They were pulled down by the gravity at the same time they
pulled towards each other shaking themselves towards and away each other.
His virginity was broken by an
angel, and he was the one made for her embrace.
Now I am rapt in that angelic demon’s web. I ceased
attending my classes. I became the king of intercourse, instead of a master of
science. I even left my home to start living with my sinister love. Her body
and she became my one and only world. I spent every moment of my last 2 months
glued to her materialistic feign, and she spent her last 2 months for the
preparation of my end.
She knew. The time has come. This was the right day for my
end. I starkly alienated myself from the outer world. I became so much distant
that even if I died, no one from the other world would ever know.
That day came. My end was in front of me. The karma of my actions could be seen.
It was just another day when I woke up. I was feeling
uncomfortable on my sleeping place. I rubbed my eyes and looking forward to
another love-making day, hoped to see that similar angelic figure in front of
me; and I saw it but without its angelic form. Instead it was a demon, ready to
put her plan in action.
I couldn’t move my hands and legs to reach her and grab her
like the way I used to. I wanted to reach her breasts to feel its warmth and
sponginess. I wanted to run my finger through her spinal cord and put my organ
into hers, grabbing her tightly and listening to her melodic screams.
No limit of time could quench my thirst for my need of her
dimensional side; and she knew I would not live without her embrace.
I craned to see my naked body lying on a metal trolley. I
was in a lab. I knew all the chemicals kept in those transparent glass vessels.
Arsenic, Formaldehyde, Mercury, Bisphenol A and Phthalates, Radon, Digoxin,
Hydrogen Peroxide, Batrachotoxin, Tabun, Strychnine, Sodium Cyanide, Nicotine,
and God knows what else!
Then I saw my love making some chemical reactions in front
of me. She was wearing an off-white lab coat and I could see her golden hair
waving on her back and working on some toxic reactions.
“Open me up love. What are you doing there?” I started
trampling the trolley.
She turned with her naked front, an injection in her hand,
started walking towards my naked body, pressed her body on mine, her soft
breasts touching my chest, “shhh”, a feeling of a pin spurting into my hips,
fragrance of my addiction and a total blackout.
My eyelids felt heavy. I made my way towards some light. I
was lying on the same place, surrounded by the same toxic chemicals, strapped
by the same dominated straps, but this time I was rickety. I could not even try
to get out of those straps. I tried to shout, but my vocal chords were not by
my side. I felt drowsy again and went into the deep black abyss.
I woke up again. This time on the bed. I thought about my
nightmare, about that eerie chemical lab, and my love betraying me and felt
drowsy again. But that would be because
of over-sleeping, I thought. I collected all my energy to get up and went
to start up my normal day. I picked
up my toothbrush and angled my neck to that of the mirror.
The brush made a commotion in that sink but my mouth got
stuck into a position with a silence of a dumb. I was bald, and my face showed
wrinkles and dark circles and freckles and it showed blood red scars on my
lips. What the hell has happened to me?
I tried to shout, call my angel and cry on her lap and ask
her about my condition, but all that could come out of my mouth was a sigh and
plight.
I fell on the floor, with my weakness overcoming all my
senses and I could feel my eyes getting blur with water filling and rolling
downwards unceasingly because of my unbearable pain.
I heard footsteps approaching my dying condition and that
devilish angel was standing in front of me.
I need
you my love. Help me to come out of my misery. I don’t know what has happened
to me. Please come and hug me and kiss me the way you did. Please take me in
your arms. Please! My mind was shouting but my mouth was shut.
She was still standing there and watching me cry and roll
and die.
“You would be struggling for answers right now”, she came
near me and sat with one knee towards me and another towards her chin, “Well my
love, you have AIDS”.
What? I knew
I didn’t have AIDS. I didn’t. Why was she saying so?
She observed my questioning eyes and replied, and she was
not my angel anymore, I could see all the hatred in her eyes now, “I gave you
AIDS. If you could talk, you would ask why. Well, I gave you AIDS purposely,
because I want to cure it; and I wanted to experiment all my research on
someone. I have been doing my research from the last 5 years. Why I chose you?
Because I saw lust in your eyes. I knew if I would give what you want, you will
become my peasant one day and you won’t be able to go away from me, only
because of our physical relationship. I would be able to conquer your body
needs and you will become my lab rat”, she stood up and started pacing left to
right and right to left fiddling with her yellow cap, “I have used all the
chemicals, good, bad and worse, well worse on you, and I still haven’t found
anything to cure my disease. I used
so many boys, and all ended up worse than me, but still I haven’t found
anything yet”, she faced me and continued with her devilish voice, “When I
found you, I thought you were the one. You will bring me my cure. I tried the
worst chemicals on you after transferring my viruses to you, but you turned out
even worse than my other lab rats. Now I don’t have any use of you. You can die
on your own will. I am giving you mercy. Just give me a nod and I will free you
from all your pain. I will also make up story about your dying in a fire
accident,” she again sat beside me waiting for my nod.
I snapped, I started crying with all my energy left. The
one person I used to love, the one person for whom I left everybody, she turned
out to be my murderer. All I saw in her was her love, I was so blind in my love
that I didn’t even see the real her.
After all I did for her, she thought it was lust. My love was lust to her? I was weak, both emotionally and physically. I could not speak. I
seem like an old withering person in my teens. Beauty destroyed me, as it has
been doing since millions of years to man.
I nodded and closed my eyes with tears still flowing on my
face towards the floor. The last thing I thought about was the time when that
angelic face was lying on my chest, and I was fondling her hair. I was relieved
to be killed by the one I sacrificed my life for. I peeked for the last time to
her angelic face. I love you. I heard
the sound of a gunfire and I was sent to be the part of the new world, and
hopefully the better one.
