Friday, December 12, 2008

If only he knew.....


It had just struck five .Just like no two women in India agreed, so did no two clocks. His biological clock had always been right. He was missing his old place, where the grass was green, where he could see the cloud effortlessly merging into the green at a distance. The new city life or whatever the people who had brought him here called it was not for him. He had been feeling suffocated since he had stepped in.
This too shall pass, he thought. If only he knew.
This would pass too soon for him to even remember, like a dream. It would dissolve in a split of a second even before someone could say Mississippi.
If only he knew.

The sunlight wouldn't reach him for another hour, he reminded himself. He missed the beautiful countryside he grew up in and morosely looked at the quiet surrounding him. In his village it had been differentia girl in tattered clothes would have started tethering them together all the while singing a quite melancholy. The tune resounded in his head. He wanted to be back with his friends .One might argue as to what was so great about being bunched up together. What would these doubting and questioning kinds know anyways was his answer. He wanted to be free, that's what he was sent to this world for. Or that's what he had been thinking all this while.

As suddenly as his head filled with past images of the girl, the grass, the river by the cottage where he and his friends would bleat together till it was time to go back to the shed, he felt a shadow on him. Then, it happened even before he could shout .He seethed in pain. Even before he could react, it was a blood-bath. He tried talking but only a stammer escaped his mouth. With no choice he surrendered meekly and finally succumbed.

Whilst the man had done his job. He rubbed his bloody hand to his kurta and picked up the carcass. He smiled a toothless grin. This would make the best mutton biryani at home, he thought.

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

Aaha...what an ending! Nee kooda ippadiyellam ezhuthuviyaa? :)

Priti R on December 13, 2008 at 6:33 PM said...

@shekar
:) :)

Unknown on December 14, 2008 at 8:58 AM said...
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Unknown on December 14, 2008 at 2:48 PM said...

Nice post. Interesting tale. Though I felt a bit sad for him.

Aanand:

There are two kinds of slaughtering, the one you mention is called halal, and there is another called jhatka, which, as the name suggests, is killing in one blow.

Priti R on December 14, 2008 at 5:35 PM said...

@aanand
no technical hitch vitch and all.Read the last sentence.It clearly says for mutton biryani.The post was posted around eid.Putting both together one must get it was a muslim who cut the animal up.Thus,the knock had to be in one go otherwise the meat would be haram and not halal.Muslims don't consume haram meat.

@ashes
thank you and nice to see you here.
Glad it garnered pathos :)

Narayana Swamy K on December 16, 2008 at 12:03 PM said...
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Narayana Swamy K on December 16, 2008 at 12:05 PM said...

Feels just like being dumped by a girl! A guy tries to impress a girl by buying her gifts, feeding her, walking her and finally decides to ask her out. She gives out the standard stereotype reply "Let us be friends"she says. His innocent unsuspecting head gets chopped off only to be served as Biryani!!!IF ONLY HE KNEW ... :D

Priti R on December 16, 2008 at 12:19 PM said...

@narayana swamy
A queer perspective.
Idhu nalu dhaan naangu undu enga velai undu nu irukom and irukanom ;) :P Chumma indha girl chasing,not nice !:D

J Akshay Iyer on January 7, 2009 at 12:28 PM said...

Absolutely wonderful stuff! Keep it up.

Came to your blog via your Orkut profile. Please don't mind the intrusion. :-)

J Akshay Iyer on January 7, 2009 at 12:33 PM said...

@aanand

You are right. Most muslims prefer halaal meat which basically implies that the creature is not killed instantly, but its throat is slit to let the blood flow out until the creature dies. This is because Islam prohibits consumption of "blood"

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halal

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ḏabīḥah

Priti R on January 7, 2009 at 1:51 PM said...

@J Akshay Iyer
Thank you.No intrusion :)
keep coming :)

Vinod Ramamoorthy on April 23, 2009 at 5:49 PM said...

Felt like watching a classic movie in a drama genre and in the end feeling -- Am I watching the same movie ! :)

Good one ..

 

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