Dancing Doll

It was the constant rings from my friend who lived miles away in native that woke me up from my slumber. My eyes that were half opened and unwilling to greet the morning rays checked the time. It was 07.30 in the morning. In my life schedule that was the wee hours of the day as I was a night owl.

My roomies who could not tolerate even the subtle entrance of hunger had gone to fill their tummies except Angel as she always used to follow her own routines. I answered the call tediously as the sleep still lingered over my head. But the response literarily shattered me to the abyss… I couldn’t wipe it out from my ears even after the passage of the very eighteen years.

"Maggy, your brother!!!! Your brother!!!” As she couldn’t bear the heaviness of her heart she disconnected the call. I dread to think of it even after the passage of a couple of lustrums. My heart was in my mouth…my eyes got wide opened…If there was even a tinge of sleep it was propelled at the blink of an eye. My heart was pounding like a drum. I felt like having a lump in my throat. I also felt like darkness was trying to devour me taking a firm grip with it’s spooky unseen hands. With shivering hands, I somehow managed to make a call to my home. Then I could listen to an unfamiliar sound instead of my father’s same old squeaky voice. I felt weird. What’s happening!!! I was wonderstruck? Regaining my senses back in a while, I was able to fathom that it’s none other than my neighbour. He also disconnected the call relpying that I will be called in a few minutes.

I was disheartened and started wailing. Then soon Angel reached the spot and told me to change dress. She added that my uncle is on the way to pick me up. My brother met with an accident!!! I was half dead. I felt like I am loosing my balance and almost collapsed on the floor. With moist eyes and prayers on lips I changed my dress. Meanwhile my uncle reached hostel. Angel was unwilling to leave me home alone as she knew well what was my sibling’s place in my mind. So she also set off with me . There were a couple of strangers too in the van with uncle. Angel, I and uncle sat on the back seat. I was curious to know about the details of Tim. He reluctantly replied to my queries. Tim got hospitalised!!! He was not willing to reveal much and I wasn’t able to listen too as I felt like I got deafened by the alarm of an eerie ambulance. I prayed not even leaving a second to Gods. My mind got troubled up by the unstoppable occurrence of the image of a huge bus knocking my brother down.

I thought about the telepathic communication I had on the previous night in which a doll dressed in pink gown was dancing gracefully. Meanwhile, a sudden flash of some black ingredient was poured into its mouth and then it was hurled over a rock and fell dead. I saw this vision on the amber coloured hostel wall with my eyes wide open as I was preparing for the upcoming exams. I mused how strange is it to become a random thought proved to be true!

Hours passed like the pace of a snail. I could see that our vehicle had got into our native place. It passed over almost all the ace hospitals I knew. I got perplexed and enquired uncle about the hospital we were progressing to. He kept quite. So far, no silence had ever killed me to an extent of death! I pleaded him to tell the truth with tears gushing down my eyes. A shiver ran down my spine when my ears had no option but to listen to the bitterest truth that my Tim was no more.

I wasn’t even able to cry anymore due to the excessive haggardness l felt over my body and mind. I was staring at the sky to have a witness the faces of the merciless Gods whom I relied on profusely in all my worries. All the gods left me in the lurch. I was standing aloof discarded by the Gods pondering over the telepathic communication I had on the previous night. He was my breath, my life, my father, my teacher, my everything!!!

Years and years of pages turned on the book of my life. Even now I muse over the telepathic communication I had on that night. I sought all means to experience it again with Tim but in vain. Even now, I miss my Tim just like I missed him a couple of lustrums ago.

Some wounds can not be healed by the passage of time…

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