Saturday, February 10, 2007

ESCAPE


Shiny had mixed feelings as she packed her bags and readied herself to start a new life in a new place. Was she really going to escape the sorrow and the pain and know a life of happiness??

She had always wanted live in Dubai, like her Dada; a father she had never known. Amma gave her a cold, blank stare as she kissed her goodbye. Her heart broke, but she understood. It was the Alzheimer’s. Appachan was fast asleep when she tip-toed into his room. Growing age and the paralysis had made short tempered Appachan more irascible. Tall and well-built Appachan, with his military colonel moustaches always looked formidable. He always seemed angry about something and their relationship had never developed. Jibu Chetta followed her as she moved about the house; he could sense that she was leaving home. Mentally challenged with limited ability of expression, all he could do was make sounds to let her know that he would miss her. InjiAmma’s eyes welled up with tears every few minutes as she came with Shiny to the bus-stand. She had been Shiny’s care-taker from the day little Shiny came into the world.

The bus left dust clouds in its wake as it chugged out of Perumpuzha. Shiny closed her eyes and prayed for the well-being of the family that she was leaving behind…..

4 comments:

Gowtham said...

For some reason, I am unable to imagine the whole scene... may be i need some caff'n to get going but i love these fictional stuff - sometimes looks so real...

gowtham

Akira said...

@Gowtham: Fiction does mirror reality although remotely or in some skewed way...

Advocatus Diaboli said...

Virtually, its a photograph

Bakwaas said...

Very well written..reminded me how I feel everytime I leave home..or have left home for something :)