It is unforgettable and unforgiving on her part to grant clemency to that bestial human who devoured her and now wandering with full of ecstasy.
He is not going to anticipate what she is going through and nor is he is aware that the unwanted fact has already seeped through the ajar door and traveled across the seas to deliver to her, a fact that is harsh but there is no room for bitter anticipation which might compound every steps of yours.
That bitter truth has to be looked through and you both have to come to a lasting conclusion. She calls and the call is answered by the Yankee companion.
The Yankee isn't fool and her conscience has reinforced her to think through as well as examine the lovely proposal she got before she moved in with him. One more all from has led to another disclosure of the fact which has long been hidden from her for ages.
When he comes home the lid is lifted up and a draft has been drafted to draw all the possible feasibilities or to settle the score with bounty to be paid for the irreparable damage he has done.
Her has to pay and there is no way that he can escape that since the law is strictly enforced and one has to comply with the system there it isn't the system you have at home where people like you can get done what ever you wish and things can be arranged according to your convenience.
The awaited decision is made finally and he is to be separated from the Yank with bitterness which is understandable and agreeable assessing the circumstances. There is no place to go to for him since the Anglicization was not complete yet.
In the need of the hours and at the critical moment in life old chummy chums are around and they are at home, a home that was forgotten in the bliss brought into life by unlooked for forgetful mind. Everything around has crumbled down and every step of his is hounded by the power that he long ignored.
Wrap up the essential stuffs in a rug sack and escape from the people where he has learnt how to betray and how to be forgetful.
When the architect of the tragedy arrives home with loaded rug sack and retarded mind looking for a harmonious place to take refuge to erase the inerasable guilt eyeing for soft spot for the world he and we live is build on comfort and one should never be deprived from what the world owes us for bringing us to her place.
Being a sensible guy with skills in trading emotions for physical pleasure and for a wrapper it does not take that long to come up with a new trick to implore to get what he has started looking for.
Once a predator a predator forever once a prey you are always preyed as though we have stopped seeing things and the so-called learning has long ceased owing to our wanting of companions and imprinted desire to keep up the known status. So, here again she is laboring to recur the mistakes oblivious or turning a blind eye to what had rotted her and until a while ago haunted her.
The mistake has recurred and the old promising sexual shack has been refurbished and the long separated souls have huddled under the abandoned roof after long shedding tear and long devouring the beauty of an alien place.
But what we see and think can never be what we all want it to be as we are just the driver of the vehicle who have no control over the road we are driving on and the engine that makes the engine run, although we nurture every hope like moulding a baby keeping in the motherly mind the hopeful hope that someday he will be bring sunshine and happiness to himself if not to her mother.
Watching him grow like a like a beautiful flower in the well pruned garden taking care of each and every texture and shape to ensure that it stands out not that others can see but to feel what the fruit of love has become of.
The flip side of the each hopeful hope can also be devastating if the flower that is supposed to blossom just prematurely dries up to expose and convince the gardener of the flip side we all despise to view.
As they she vies to come to close to what lies ahead the vision that enables her to see is always sabotaged by the skillful man to take in charge of the situation and veers in the direction he wishes.
No matter how much effort we invest sooner or later it has to come up like a conflagration covered with white sheet to undermine the impending danger.
to be continued...
* N. Bobo Meitei contributes to e-pao.net regularly.
The writer can be contacted at [email protected] .
This article was webcasted on January 27th 2007.
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