Saturday, 15 March 2014

THAT KNOCK ON THE DOOR

    

Once upon a time, in name-this-land, lived a young girl, named Anya. Her mother worked as a labourer. The mother worked her guts out to make two ends meet, yet she let her darling daughter think of herself as no less than a princess.
One fine evening, Anya was waiting for her mother right behind the porch, like she always did. Her stomach aching, she hadn’t had anything to eat since morning. Amma will come home and feed me, she thought. The legs of the clock ticked and tocked, the demons inside her cried out for roti, but Amma never came.
Anya’s eyes were now getting heavy, the demons were dying down, when suddenly..there was a knock on the door. The adrenaline rushed off throughout her body. A wide smile spread across her pale face and the blood rushed in to fill her cheeks, which complemented her pale blue eyes beautifully. Amma’s here!, she thought to herself. She stood up instantly and rushed to get the door. She was ecstatic. She will feed me roti now, she thought. As for a child, her senses lingered on for the heavenly fragrance of roti more than they did for a glimpse of Amma. She ran off to the door, only to set her eyes on a silhouette. The silhouette was now walking towards her. She raced her eyes through the shadow to trace the figure of whoever it was. It was more than a silhouette now, the lantern defined the shadow amazingly to give her a humanly shape. Anya checked her hands. Something hit her inside. There was no roti. She rushed her eyes to trace the features of her face. Those green eyes seeking shelter in the heavy set of eye lashes, those white lips which were half an inch away from the deep scar on her right cheek- Anya didn’t recognise those. She froze. She didn’t know who she was. She was scarred, and not just physically. Horror oozed out of her eyes. She meant no harm to her, but she walked inside the house. Anya was now petrified. Adrenaline rushed in, like it had a few minutes ago, for a different set of reasons, though. She couldn’t stand her gaze, and before she could even gather her wits about her to say anything, she collapsed on the floor.


They rushed her to the hospital. “She’s suffering from xenophobia”, the doctors said.

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