It is time. I must do this now. The solitude that I feel in my mind is crushing me. It is a real pain when I see people all around me talking, laughing, crying, sharing their emotions. Listening to other’s woes. Being heard themselves. Blessed people. Who doesn’t long for a shoulder to cry on? It is worse when you are ostracised for no sin of yours.I keep saying these to myself; to justify my actions. I know I have made the right decisions. But there’s no one to tell that to me.
He should be here any time now. I just need to keep waiting. Like a child longing for that toy; I’ve been looking forward to this moment for a long time now. I Wish I could do this everyday. But I understand that is not how it is meant to be. I must however, fulfil my destiny. Today however, I am taking the risk. Who doesn’t love risks?
It is growing darker. Any time now. But what’s that? Do I hear a commotion? Not now! Things have a way of going wrong at the wrong time. Mr. Murphy had it right, I’ll say. It irks me so much when I have to get up just after settling down somewhere comfortably. Ruins the mood. I have to start over again . Not that it is anything new for me though.
Let me just see what’s going on. I am not going to interfere if I can help it. Or may be I don’t have to get up from here to see it. I am so forgetful. Let me close my eyes and concentrate. Ah! I can see. Just a wee bit closer.
“Freeze! Do not move.”
I almost jolted out of my trance. I could feel cold metal pressed against my neck.
Finally. What took you so long, Inspector?, I thought, as I got up.
A story was written for 1 Hundred Work’s Project Heroes initiative. This serves as a prologue for that. Read the remainder of the story here: Dossiers of a shadow – an excerpt. And do check out other stories listed there.
[Image courtesy: Original image of thoughts in solitude courtesy of hotblack]