My Short Stories

The man, sober & hardworking, a poor peasant is in deep love. This makes him dreaming & him not able to get some sleep in this wintry night. From the day onwards, after he fell in love & he propositioned her & she smiled but nothing, he is in ecstasy. Suddenly he found more meaning to life, more joy from his mundane daily tedious work & forget almost about food & wine.

The night is almost half now, suddenly he thought will this happiness last long? How long? The lady is wife of the rich man, wearing gold bangles, silken cloths & lives in luxury. What have I to give her? Might be I afford her some food & a little wine in this winter but not every comfort she is accustomed to.

As the night passes by, the peasants thought deepens. Am I doing justice with the rich man? May be he could afford more women but this is his woman. How could I try to acquire the woman, in whom the man has invested all his trust, love & joy? The society must punish him for this crime. He’ll be a sinner for ever before his God. The guilt rises in his heart the more he starts thinking about the rich man.

It is almost dawn near by. After sometime the sun will come with his entire splendor but the cloud entangled the mind of the peasant. Now he started thinking about the woman. He has seen so much love in her eyes for him & she comes dancing to him always. Might be she is like an innocent bird in golden cage who wants to fly free with him. His morality asks him not to abandon this woman at any cost.

With the first lights of sun entering his slightly opened window he makes mental image of the priest found him guilty from the rich mans behalf & ordered death. He could now see the tearful & remorse face of the woman. He could also see how the friends & foes are laughing at him & like a helpless creature he is being tortured. He could fill the earth as if is shrinking from every side & the hell welcomes him.

Now the sunlight spread outside. The cold breeze penetrating his body & his stomach asking for more wine & he is little aware of that. He missed this morning altogether with his mind completely lost with fear & guilt. There is no meaning to live anymore, for what reason to live, to suffer? He now made his mind firm, set out & started moving towards the hill, the Death Valley.

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