Saturday, April 30, 2011

.... And every night, he kissed me goodnight

Nothing made him divulge. her cries, her pleading, her tears, her blood.....nothing. Like a hungry python, he kept on swallowing her innocence, bit by bit, inch by inch. The insides of her nails had his flesh in them ; her insides had him. She kept screaming for mercy; screaming and shouting and pleading, until the darkness, the writhing stillness of the scenario silenced her. Her eyes went red with crying, the tears created small puddles of their own. But he, he kept going for more and more of her, hurting her, sickening her, destroying her.
And suddenly, her limbs lost the power to fight. Her brain let go of the will to self-protect. She let him enter her, deeper and deeper, let him take away her soul, making her shallower. There is this crazy look in his eyes. A look which might never die, because the lust is too vast to be quenched. a look that shall remain imprinted in her mind.....forever, and beyond. He touches every pure part of hers, sabotaging the sanctity of her existence. And as his hand travels to the south of her chest, she retches from within. She felt her hope, her happiness, her desire to LIVE being sucked in by him.
Eventually, his lunatic frenzy ended. He got up, gave her one final glare, and left the room, satisfied with tonight's performance. She hoped to give her best to her own task, too. So she got up, put on whatever was left of her clothes, and went up to the mirror hanging on the wall. With a pair of scissors in her hand, she started chopping off chunks of her hair. Her beautiful, flowing her. The tears refused to come. Just a hollow-eyed, dead mortal.
He was supposed to love her, right ? She's been through this a number of times. He was supposed to complete her, to protect her from this inexplicably evil world. He was supposed to hold her in his arms at night, waiting for her to fall asleep. He was supposed to kiss her goodnight, and be the one who woke her up in the morning. He was supposed to.............be the father he essentially was.

12 comments:

  1. I actually got jitters.
    It's amazing .I loved the way every emotion is portrayed ,with large chunks of detail ..
    It's spell binding ..

    p.s - I love the background ,it actually manifests you :'D

    My lovely blogger mate is what u are from today <3

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  2. nice i really like your selection of words which forces every part of the readers brain to imagine each word bit by bit

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  3. @Kudrat :
    Thank you !
    This means a lot. I was pretty apprehensive about this piece. Now, I'm more than sure of it. :D

    @Arpan :
    Thank you, Vadhere. Means a lot. Really. :)

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  4. wow.must be a hard piece to write, but very well written, it gives you goosebumps.

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  5. Yes, it was very difficult to write this one. But it was worth it. :)
    Thank you.

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  6. hey Malvika,

    Another awesome piece from you, like always I felt as if I am sitting in a corner of the room & witnessing the whole scene. Beautiful!

    And I am coming to your blog after long & I see a nice-well-chosen-background..oh yes! I have stolen your style of putting '-' between words to make them look well knitted.. (:

    Shall be visiting it soon..

    -AP.
    www.engagebeyondrange.blogspot.com

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  7. Hey AP !

    I always look forward to your comments. They reinforce my belief in my writing skills. :)
    Thank you so much. Surely means a lot to me. :)
    About putting '-' between words, I'm glad someone took up something from this otherwise insignificant blog. :P
    I shall be looking forward to more comments in future. :)

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  8. awesome is d nly wrd i cn say right nw malvika..!!!

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  9. I don't know what to say after reading this one. I'm speechless, and shocked. That speaks volumes about your writing...

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