Once Upon a Night

It’s one of those nights when I can barely sleep and I feel like reading a ‘Once Upon A Time …and they lived happily ever after’ story. I don’t know if it’s just me but I do have a tendency of enjoying solitude. I know that I have no Cinderella book or that one about coconut brown and the seven dwarfs but now more than ever I know that I need to be alone, keep myself company and watch the world go round through my micro mini personality.

Just to mention, Defying is one of my hobbies. The urge to defy is greater than that which insists I should stick to this lonesome world. And just like a defiant girl, I get out of the closet and prod into the ‘world’.

It’s like twelve p.m. and I don’t know how the hell I got here but I’m walking into this joint… Joint? That’s what they call it. There are so many people here and I have to confess I’d rather the comforts of my bed than this. I’m no party freak and this doesn’t suit me at all. This girl over here is just but not me. She ails from a different world. So she gets into some kind of corridor, watches the hosts there… she feels like a total stranger and the air they breathe is chocking her. They are probably drunk and they are all smoking weed. Male and female, young and old, all sizes, it seems there is no age limit for this. Now she understands why Circuite and Joel sang that manyake song. They must have stepped out!

She watches; feels like she’s hidden by ignorance. It’s a good thing everyone is minding their own business. In another corner she sees a man and a woman talking business parse! “The universe is gradually advancing into a 24 hour economy.” She whispers more to herself.

“If you can’t beat them, join them. Why don’t we help this economy grow sweetheart?”

She turns back to see a tall well-built young man.

“Who are you?”

“Someone you probably wanna meet tonight”

She looks at him intensely. His eyes portray something… ‘A human dog!’. He wants to get right through her, devour her and reduce her to a treak! She suddenly comes to a realization. This place can barely sustain her. She takes a step back, and another, and another and another till the edge of the balcony. If she takes one more, she knows she’ll trip!

She takes that chance… As luck would have it, a strong arm holds and prevents her from falling. She looks up and it’s someone she knows, someone she has met, someone who came in the nick of time.

…to be continued

 

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