The Death of Mr. Love
*Title shamelessly copied from Indra Sinha’s book “Death Of Mr. Love”*
What are you doing?
I’m killing Mr. Love
Who are you?
Im no one in particular. I’m just… no one.
Why are you here?
I am not sure. I don’t even know if I want to be here.
Are you here by choice then?
Perhaps. It’s a series of choices that has brought me here.
What kind of choices?
Somewhat binary in nature. I wouldn’t have scored well if it were a pop quiz. But since it’s not… I’m here.
Do you know what this place is?
Absolutely. This is oblivion isn’t it?
Yes. It’s not wise to stay here.
But I have no where else to go.
Who are you again?
I’m the one who killed Mr. Love.
- Neha
*Mr. Love is a manifestation of Love as a male entity. In Indra Sinha’s book, Mr. Love signifies the Character Prem Ahuja, who was later killed by his lover’s husband, Captain Nanavati (I have intended a play of words here.)
Oblivion – 1. the state of being completely forgotten or unknown: a former movie star now in oblivion.
2. the state of forgetting or of being oblivious: the oblivion of sleep.
3. official disregard or overlooking of offenses; pardon; amnesty.
anirudh says:
wo wow woweeee…….i have just lost my senses…unbelievable..unimaginable…beauti-full
February 7th, 2007 at 11:27 pm