Energy was in the air - a collective energy of 150 people in perfect coherence with the loud beat of the music and a universal joy.
She was the only one out of sync with this Universe. Her disconnect was hidden by a smile. A discomfort was seeping through her entire body, originating at her legs or was it the brain? They say the brain sends out signals to the legs to flee when in danger. It was definitely the work of her twisted mind, gifted with its own rebellion gene.
Marriage – the joyful union of two souls. Again, they say. Everything she had seen about marriage in her life pointed nowhere to a joyful union but only to two aimless souls bound together in a holy meaningless matrimony. Shouldn’t a person, like, learn from his and her mistakes? Shouldn’t they, like, create a movement strong enough to make people question marriage and it’s relevance before dreaming of one?
May be it’s just one of those things that wasn’t for her.
“Run away, quick!” Not her brain talking, but her legs. Her composed, politically correct, rightful self makes her not run away.
“I need to sit down” – her mind, feeling her legs, which are getting wobbly.
“Vodka?”
“Yes please, but my parents are here. I can’t drink in front of them”
“Go around the corner to the backyard. I’ll sneak one out for you”
“You are a sweetheart!”
“And you are a mess. Why can’t you just… adhere?”
“All in the messed up genes, honey”
Nice post... but you ended it suddenly... would love to see what happens further on :)
ReplyDeleteEndings usually come suddenly. Its just one of those moments in life that disappear. :)
ReplyDeletewow wow... wonderfully written..
ReplyDeleteI can never imagine myself being able to write this way... very gripping..
Keep Posting..
Cheers..!!
Arjun