November Rain

"November Rain"

Copyright @ 2014 by Anuj Sabharwal

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Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author's imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people is completely coincidental. 

Chapter Seven

I had extended bath at home with my favorite green liquid soap using a big sponge. The lukewarm water never felt so good. I wish there was some water or soap in the world which could clean me. The simple act of changing into my satin dress made me dizzy. I lied on the couch resting my tired legs and Sammy pulled a chair for himself as we prepared to spend the most crucial night of our lives in shock and despair. Sitting in silence his eyes stared the ceiling. The voice of that filthy animal was still prominent as the most distressed sound in my head.

‘Believe me, I would kill that loafer,’ Sammy said in anger.  I was terrified with his fearsome words.

‘Calm yourself Sammy,’ I said as I tried to avoid looking straight into his eyes. I paid full attention to his agitation though. He stayed static and quiet for few seconds as I drew close to him. Kissing him looked like an uphill task for me; fair enough. A clear signal that difficult track lies ahead for both of us.

‘Cut it out Sammy. There is still lot of good things in the world,’ I continued.

‘I’m annoyed at myself. I should have been doing something which I am not doing, and that is to teach that wretched animal a lesson. A lesson that he would never forget in his life,’

‘Please Sammy, no matter what; never say what you can’t do. You can’t kill anybody. Never blame yourself for this. Promise me that you will not think about it again,

’

‘Your argument sounds very pacifying but these negative emotions dwell my mind for the whole time,’

‘Whatever happened has happened. I am already very unhappy and please don’t make it tough for me,’

‘It’s not fair that woman like you, who will never hurt a fly would fall prey to devil like him,’

‘We need to remove the carnage from our memory,’ I said as tears flow from my eyes. I wish I could undo this for myself. He robbed me of my innocence. I was messy and hated clock ticking. I thought I was fortunate to have Sammy here with me tonight. But he himself looked anguished.