Fantasy
She was
alarmed. She had all sorts of doubts and worries. She was not interested in his
charm and sex appeal. He was not her class. But mother thought
differently. She feared that something
was cooking between the two. Mother in
the meantime as things would have it, happened to come across a page in her
note-book. Mother wanted an excuse to
drive him out of the house. The note
written in her tiny hands was as under:-
"He
is so handsome, when he laughs! When he
looks with his eye-balls up in the sky, I am sure he is dazed of me. He is such a darling and so good! He is happy
and surprised that I am not a bit superficial as I look. He must have grown to love me as a friend.
That is enough for the time being. I
have just jotted down whatever came to my mind.
I have the feeling that he and me share a secret. We look at each other only when mother is not
around. In mother's presence we do not know each other. If he looks at me with
those eyes which wink and laugh, a little light lights within me giving me
happiness. I hope it remains like this forever.
There must be something he has guessed about me. He certainly can not
love me as I appear. He does not know
the inner me. I doubt if he is able to
look beyond and penetrate the concrete-armor I am wearing to project a
different self to the world. Will he
ever reach there? It is said love often
springs from pity. Will it happen? No I don't love him. I only want to talk to him and pass my
time. Mother thinks that he is in love
with me. She also says that he keeps on
looking at me." " I am in a
very difficult position. Mother is
against me. She is against him. But I am not against her. I don't know of
him. But he closes his eyes not to see
the silent battle between mother and me.
Luckily I am quite used to hiding my feelings. I manage myself well not to reveal my
inner feelings about anything to anyone.
She does not understand us. We
are happy just sitting together and not uttering a word. When he lies with his arm under his head, as
if sleeping, he looks like a child. When
he plays with the pet, he is lovely sight to see. When he carries hay-stacks for the cattle, he
looks strong. “
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