Back From The Dead
It’s been 4 months since they brought his body to my doorstep. Three days after I reported him missing. He came back. In a gunny sack. He had turned almost blue in colour and his body had shrivelled from being afloat in the lake for three days. They found him entangled in some weeds, by what I was told. I had watched in horror as they took him. Chanting, crying, calling. I stayed home when they burnt him to ashes. I couldn’t bear to see the man I have loved all these years, turn to char. Yes. I am a weakling.
For days I couldn’t cry. Some people called me cold and selfish. I didn’t respond. I didn’t know how to. I wanted to go to god. Even though I’m essentiaally an atheist. I wanted to bring him back, for me to hold and love.
And now I find myself staring at the bathtub. How would he have felt when his car ran off the road and landed into the lake? He would have kicked. Tried to come out. He would have called for me. He would have remembered the warmth of my body when he was going cold… he would have…
Choking on my tears, I decided to do it. Slowly I put my feet in the water and sat down till I was fully immersed in water. slowly he would come. I would see him again. I close my eyes and try to calm myself. My skin looks paler under the water. Soon it would be over and we would be one.
When I come out… I’m almost blue with cold and my skin wrinkled just like his. I lovingly run my fingers on the shrivelled skin, loose on my digits, arms and ankles. For what ever brief moment, he is here. within me. I stand up tall and raise my hands up in the air. In defiance.
I have brought him back from the dead…
- Neha
anirudh says:
the dnace of death was so beautiful wasn it neha?…gud post…!
August 19th, 2006 at 07:49 pm
anirudh says:
dance*
August 19th, 2006 at 07:50 pm
D.K.GIRI says:
”Back from d dead” was so beautiful that I read it 10 times.
September 13th, 2006 at 11:21 am