Cold Light of the Sun

Those ladies were long gone. Now the room was empty and she was flimsy to understand what's just happened. Why that pretty women said in scornful tone that it was her karma who played her harder. Why would she say that she had been cruel to people and her wrongdoings are standing in front of her confronting her past deeds. All this questions were getting louder a louder.

It was this afternoon when a man in his late thirties came inside the room to deliver the food. She was presented with dragon fruits, boiled rice, clean water and lemon grass tea. She saw the refined food and burst into the tears. Her dry throat was pinching her like a spike and her stomach was about to snap harder due to unavailability of the food. Her sobbing was getting louder and louder when that man turned back. he was about to leave the room. He sat beside her in utter surprise and didn't speak a word. The man saw her whole self shaking due to crying and tried to relax her by Placing his hand over her head. Man appeared to be understanding her agony and dilemma. He said something in her native tone, his strange words appeared soothing. The other moment, that man was directing her to eat her food. He was using a sign language now so that she might understand. He asked her if she eats the food properly ,he would be able to help. he might not be saying exactly that, but his affectionate self was portraying a feign hope ,a false sense of protection and preservation.

She started eating her food eagerly so that right after finishing the food she could talk to the man about all the mystery she had been a part of recently. She lowered her neck over the food, she ate like a horse. Suddenly she looked up to converse with man but man was long gone. She repented why she was so lost in the lust of the food that she missed a chance to talk to the man. She finished food and laid on the same floor where she was lying before the arrival of those eccentric ladies and this strange affectionate person.

Food was rendering her with strength. Her mental soundness was returning and she was in a period of restoration. She analyzed each and every point from start she went off with her memory of walking towards the parking lot on the night of incident. She had this plan that she would surprise Jack with early birthday wishes. She wasn't really into celebrating birthdays but she was considerate of Value of beloved people in her life and she wanted to celebrate them. It was them who decided to stay in her life and made her days and nights filled with passion, love. This is how mercuric column of her life penetrated with satiation.

She pulled out her phone, started calling jack. Voice box of jack got opened by phone operator speaking about throwing a message in his voice mail. She smiled and thought of him as a cute hamster who shut down his network to slightly tease her occasionally. She whispered for him calling him an "attention seeker" in a jesting manner. She finally decided to tease him back and dropped the message in the voice mail as saying:

"Hey Hon! I hope you would be doing great. I m afraid I need to tell you that my intention of visiting you today has gotten cancelled. Actually company has decided to appoint me in Asia, so it would be my last good bye to you. Right now, I m leaving the town for better. Please keep yourself hiding behind this already shunned connection. Bye!"

She tried not to laugh while delivering her voice message, she knew that Jack would go crazy over this news. He had always over-reacted on news related to her. Due his increased level of possessiveness, Maria had always managed to hide various breaking news related to herself and her career so that Jack wouldn't snapped down or just to his hyper-sensitivity episode. Jack was such a person who despite of being capable of taking care of himself had always expressed an inclination towards showing delicacy, fragility and tininess. He might be doing it as tantrum of love but it had always overburdened Maria as always had to be wary of needs and behavioral tendencies of Jack.

She turned off screen of her phone and key opened the door of her car. In that instant her mobile screen flashed with some kind of text returned from jack. Her heart smiled and she said "you quirky hamster, out of your bill now".

There was a poem written by Jack. Yes, jack had verbal intelligence and he could express his feelings well in literal expressions. She decided to give it a read right on the moment as she was sparking and glittering on her successful effort of piquing the interest of Jack and bringing him back from the distant heavens to world of digital connectivity.

Poem read these rich thoughts of Jack:

I crave for the nuances of your face

Concealed by the eternal beauty of Luna

I wonder, how sharp contours of your majestic, uncelebrated

Can pertain my meagre self

How long can you hold,

The sights of people about to estrange you,

In my deepest heart, my soul's indebted to your affection,

The tender attachment to which my ligaments are adhering to,

,they are anchoring deeper and deeper

With everyday that goes by.

You are a treasure of no abode

Cannot be consumed, can never be destroyed

I pray for your boundless passion,

Your profound intuition.

How heavenliness of your essence

Keeps my Constitution secure

How can I tell,

Every minute I second on this earth

speeds up the venture of combining my spirit with

the twin I found in Your eagerness.

She was elevated to higher level of gratitude and affection over these words. She didn't knew her eyes were dropping the purest feelings out. She was overwhelmed, she wanted to type "I m going nowhere my love, how possibly I can leave your abode" but she didn't realize that some people had approached her and hit her hard enough that this blow would snatch everything from her and would give her nothing except the cold light of the sun.

Her thoughts floated and brought him to the world of Jack. She imagined his blushing face, his shiny eyes which got shinier the moment he witnessed her. His passionate kissing, embracing, his moment of intimate love. His caressing lips, his relaxing eyes, his creepy moves on bed in order make her untimely laugh, his domination of her entity and the gratification that came with it, everything came back with this thought and she felt ill. this time her body was rather not injured but her Spirit was severely hurt.

She thought of this place too, this room which she was inhabiting since the day she was brought here.She tried to remember that she had been made to walk long distances through the mountain passes, valleys, steep routes to make to this to imprison her. That fortified castle was elevated at a marvelous height, at it was painstaking to get there.

She was pushed through cone trees, dragged through the crevasses, pulled through low running water , waited for long hours at night in the standing position to restart the journey in the direction of fortress during day light. If it's true that life tests you with your survival skills then she herself had courageously beard the lion in his den.