A night…
I fidget in my bed and my throat is all choked up, as if breathlessness has taken me all over. The reckless sound of my breaking bones is loud and clear until I hear a sharp whisper ‘YOU WILL DIE’. Twice! Still recovering from this uncontrolled force a pull on my leg takes me with it. I am falling….Falling effortlessly. Only now my heart pumps in mouth instead of chest. I sit waking up to 90 degree. Aaaahhhh! Hash..Hash…..haaash! (Trying to breath) Withered! As the sweat is soaked by my shirt. “All good! All good….Just a bad dream”, me to myself. Taking few seconds as I drink some water from the bottle kept beside the bed, I calm down. I search for my cell phone moving a few things like my blanket, my pillow, my undies, my cell phone, this book called ‘Asura, my spectacles…..Wait! my cell phone. I unlock it to check the time. Its 11:45pm. What time did I sleep? “Just a few minutes ago” my conscience replied. Well! It was a tough day, I should probably go back to sleep. I rearrange my pillow, pat it and taking the blanket over me I lay down in my bed. The 24X7 silence had me .
Another night….
A bang on the door and I find myself panting in my bed. Damn this girl! Can’t she just let me sleep? Now all her clapping and pinching and her dreadful voice will follow the bang….its killing me. “STOP IT! Someone just get me some cotton to grill it into my ears or get her in front of me so that I smack her cross the face….” I can’t believe that I had loosen my precious sleep due to this ‘once upon a time dead’ moron. “Uuuuuughhh! This is painful to all my mind and soul, my ears are burning, I swear. “But, can’t I just tell her? It shouldn’t be that difficult” said my ego-eccentric conscience…. “No! You fool. Don’t you remember how she slammed the door at your face last time, leave her alone.It would be fine for only few days left”, said the egocentric conscience.
And the dead woman- the freaking moron was left on her own.