Wednesday, March 10, 2010

vicious circle!!!

He was shaking and sobbing silently in a corner. His head revolving and his body crumpled up. he didn't even know why he had been feeling like crying, yelling at nothing in particular. The doorbell rang and he opened the door. his wife was standing there, smiling at him, purely and innocently. he thought of her again and again, felt like giving her all the love in the world. She came inside and kissed him on his lips. She even looked worried at him being overworked and tired.
She was the love of his life, and they have known each other for years, married hardly for a week though and it had become a routine for him to cry silently in her absence and he never had a reason.Although they had sex many a times before marriage, he hadnt been able to make love to her afterwards due to some invisible wall that had popped up between them.
She went to sleep in an hour and he was standing in the balcony staring into the nothingness, which he had so long thought as his own but now he could not find his solace rewarded. He was missing something, albeit everything had gone according to the plan. He had joined a big firm after college, had been earning sufficiently and married the girl he always wanted to. he had stayed 8 years in company of his friends, at college and at his place of work. he felt empty without them. he went over to the cupboard and took out the 12 years old Johnny Walker and drank a few sips and laid down on the floor half conscious and yelled
"motherfuckers ! where have you all been?"

and he stepped into a dream where he was with his friends with whisky in his hand and missing the love of his life.

What's this all about?

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