Oct 17, 2007

FICTION!!!


The first light of dawn, cold breeze, chirping of birds........

A guy....standing in front of a house...staring the window facing him....



IN THE HOUSE....THE ROOM WITH THE WINDOW.....

Blanket swept off....distorted hair.....relaxed face....curved lips...a smile....

A girl moves towards the window....curtains moved away....she looks down.....

Smile on both the ends....the urge to come closer reflected by the face......

TEN MINUTES PASSED IN THIS ADMIRING....MORE LIGHT STRIKING THE STREETS......PEOPLE EVERYWHERE.....GUY GETS ON HIS BIKE AND DRIVES AWAY....THE GIRL WATCHES HIM DISAPPEAR....

He stops some meters away and looks back...just to see a translucent image of her.......

Cold sigh....roaring of bike and the bike starts eating up the roads again......

THE GIRL....sits back on her bed....opens the daily paper....picks up the cup....drinks some water....and watches her tears drop in the cup......

START of the day........

The guy meets some friends ... smokes some pipes...drives back home....smiles at everyone passing by and laughs with everyone calling....
smiles at himself..lies down with shoes on.....thinks about his life.....then again smiles....and closes his eyes to find sleep.....

The girl ... no traces ... probably enjoying .... smiling ... but still somewhere empty ... forgets for an hour and can`t stop the thought to come back ... thinks ... gets lost... and rules out...scribbles something on a paper...draws something...even she is unable to make out what it is...gets busy with the daily things...

EVENING...

The guy walks.. restless... feeling terrible about something...what?..no answer!!!...puts on the television..calls some of his friends...thinks...dresses up and leaves...again his bike eating the roads...and the driver being eaten up by something.....

The girl...makes a cup of tea...sits down...tries to carry on with work...with a fresh look...again gets a set back...lost...she has no idea when she finished the tea...has another....tries to work again...but of no use...the repetitive episode doesn`t stop...

NIGHT...

The guy returns back...switches on all the lights in his house...looks if someone is waiting for...then smiles at himself again...sits down on the couch...and puts on the television...opens the water bottle...shoes still on...walks to the kitchen...takes out a piece of bread from refrigerator..applies some butter on it and bites it...puts on some music...DIDJA` EVER...by...ELVIS PRESLEY...humms some lines..


"You're at a drive-in movie

With a cute brunette
A countin' on the kisses that you figure to get
Closer, closer, then she hollers ho!
Didja' ever get one of them girls

Who just wants to watch the show"

The girl opens the door of her room...gets to her desktop...blanks out...still trying to forget the things...receives the message from the guy...thinks twice before messaging back...comforts herself...writes few words...continues...continues...with the usual punches....

EARLY MORNING..LATE AT NIGHT!!


Both remember the past...smile remembering the beauty and cry knowing the beauty can`t persist...slowly...unknowingly...the wet eyelids close down...

The girl switches off the light....The guy sleeps under the glowing lights.....

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