11.1.05
Prologue
She knew she made the wrong choice. But it was all too late. Nothing was to be changed. Everything seemed nothing to her. As she gazed up to the heavens above, she cried out for her dear mother…
I have come to share my problems with you tonight. I’m being haunted by the dreams and hallucinations almost everyday and I cannot possibly describe my present situation, as I stand in front of all today. And yet, I’m here, announcing my once reluctant speech. My senses are overriding me. And I have surrendered, defenseless and helpless. I come before you, being urged. To tell you the truth - the truth which lies among my family. The difficulties we are facing, and still; presently, we are engulfed by our dearest kin. We feel betrayed.
My mother once told me how unsightly my brother-in-law seemed. His eyes- showed nothing, but coldness and resentfulness. And yet my fourth, and most closest sister feel in love with this barely unrecognizable chameleon, I call, who disguised himself as a man; a man of courage, hope, desire, faithfulness and warmth. And till this day, I ask myself, what act, which showed cherish ness and boldness, has erupted this intensively well-hidden fault line?
I shed my sister, the day, which caused much pain. Although it was unbearable I endured. It was, after all, worth it. I had covered up a lie, and fought for my sister. I knew she loved him and I couldn’t possibly stand there, and witness her being whipped. The shock sprang to life as I protected her, with arms flinging across to help; the slash came, like a bolt of thunderous lightning.
Pain smeared through my body. I forced my tears back. At least it was worth it. My sister is safe… and yet, as I thought of this today, my mind felt completely unaware of that instant. I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t have sheltered her. Mum was right indeed, behind this chivalry man, lies an unbearable truth. Was I to call it fate? I marked him as an imposter. An imposter so inevitable, that even me, fell into the most extreme bottomless pit. Beyond that wide-eyed man, outlined a mystical, mysterious on-looker. Although he was my brother-in-law, he wasn’t ordinary. Even as I stared into the family photo, he stood out. This imposter grew under the influence of my sister. But we knew, he wasn’t what we expected. He was way above our expectations. It seemed foolish and radical all of a sudden.
Beneath the cold eyes, bloomed an attractive and attentive wild species, a flower, yes. A poisonous one in sight.
Epilogue
Deep down the chasm she laid, alone and fearful…
