A short story – the journey of a lifetime

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As the rain poured down, drenching Thev’s entire body and his unruly head of hair that never quite did what he wanted, he realised that he was lost in a state he never thought he would feel. A state of utter bewilderment. As Thev continued walking along the footpath swamped with muddy water, and watched as the palm leaves swung ferociously, almost delivering the anger his heart has felt all his life, he kept wondering why he suddenly felt such confusion. After twenty eight years, he was finally back to the country he last left as a young toddler crying out in anguish for his parents. This young, accomplished man was back to end his pain and suffering, but coming back has only confused his soul, and left him wondering why he decided on this trip in the first place. The walk that started at a slow pace, suddenly turned into a jog, as Thev began to feel ever so slightly heavier due to all the water seeping through his clothes and quickly, he entered his pin code into the keypad and leapt onto his sofa, away from the rain, away from the angry palm trees, but not any more closed off from his own mind.

This was the beginning of an altogether different journey for Thev, the more he thought about his rationale for being in this foreign place, the more he was beginning to realise he could have been wrong. So very wrong.

The noise startled Thev as he awoke from what was a short lived sense of calm in his sleep, and he feebly answered his mobile ‘Hello, Thev here?’ ‘Thevu, where have you gone? I’ve been leaving so many messages but you haven’t picked up your house phone for three days!’, said Ritu marmie (marmie meaning aunty). Ritu marmie, is the ‘L’ in lady, always so angelic in appearance, with her beautifully ornate saris and her hair tied back and her forehead doused in Kum-kum. Not only this, she is one of the only living relatives of Thev, of whom, who would kill herself if anything bad should happen to Thevu. Thev could hear the panic in her voice and it made him morbidly sad.’ Marmie, I’m fine, I just came for a holiday, a quick one, I will be back in a week.’ ‘Where are you Thevu, you could have told me before you left na?’ ‘Marms, I’m just visiting friends and doing some work out here, I will call you when I get better signal. Don’t worry ok? Love you and Marmu.’ Before, the poor ageing lady had a chance to answer, the moment was gone, as Thev hung up quickly, still deciding it would be best if no-one knew he was here. They would only try to stop him anyway.

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2 thoughts on “A short story – the journey of a lifetime

  1. Niro says:

    You have made it so easy to visualise the story, almost gives you a feeling of being right there with Thev and being part of his emotions. Can’t wait for part 2. 🙂

  2. yoges13 says:

    Very well written. Keep it up. Cant wait read part 2?? Hope it will ne sooner than later.

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