The Story Born of Song

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The Story Born of Song

By, Anonymous



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Prologue

I don‟t know how long I had been walking...

I had wanted to run away, and my legs betrayed me.

My fate has carried me to this place. It‟s different today. I had never beenhere. I won‟t say I fell; the ground disappearing beneath my feet, no, notreally; I had always loved lying down in sand, I guess I did. Nothing else, noteven the ground I walk on, could bear my weight, not anymore, not sincelong time. This sand could take everything in, and when the sea waves come,every of that disappears, into the vastness, into the endlessness, into...

I don‟t remember when was the last time I was here, that was a different day.

Its different day today. I hadn‟t looked at sky since long, I didn‟t deserve that.I hadn‟t deserved to look crudely at the sky, I couldn‟t look down at sky, Idon‟t have that right; and now I feel guilty, that right I once had.

It aint a starry night, the silhouette of moon...

It happened, a drop, a wet drop... I can feel it sluggishly rolling down mycheek. I do not cry, I can‟t. I have lost that right too. And it rains, when myheart cries. If only this rain could wash away the pain, I am selfish to wishthat. I have always been selfish, hadn‟t I? It all started with me being selfishlyin love...



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1. The Story

I can't find her anywhere. I need her right now. I so damn badly needed her.How dare she leave when I needed her? She knew I need her, still that bitchleft. Damn bitch. Damn f*****g bitch. I will never forgive her when she

comes back, I damn swear I won‟t. I will, I will never let her disappear out of my sight again. That bitch she didn't even take any money. Where could shehave gone?

"I am going away. Promise me, u won‟t try to find Me." reading the msg forlike millionth time.

F**k that bitch. Hah, she thinks I am dying to find her, hah, asking me topromise, who the hell she thinks she is. She doesn‟t even know me. People

like her aint even imp to me. I destroy ppl like her every day. That bitch,always feeling self important. I would kill her when I find her; I would kill herfor, for making me look for her. That girl was supposed to be in my home,waiting for me. Who am I gonna go back home to. That fricking girl didn‟t even think about how worried I am. I am gonna kill her, I am gonna f*****gkill her, kill that bitch. Damn her.

I know, that pimp. That ass, she has left with him. She, got bored of me, hah.Ran away with him, that bitch. Lol that pimp, that jerk, he must have lost hismind to go against me. He is dead. That piece of shit is dead. I am gonna findthem both, and cut them to pieces. Small pieces. Am gonna make ma dogsfeed on that ass‟ s bones. That c**t, what the hell she saw in him. I am sopissed, so damn pissed.



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2. The love

Whoa... Cool down... I don‟t have time for this shit. Kannavi is getting marriedtomorrow. Mhmm... Lol, I guess that‟s fate. I didn‟t want to be alone tonight.I don‟t trust myself tonight. It‟s a big day tomorrow. And this is longest night.

I only wish I can survive it. I was not supposed to be here. I was gonna leavefor Venice tonight. I guess, I haven‟t gotten strong enough to fight my destinyyet. But, one day, I will. I will. Be the strongest of all. The one above all. I willwrite my own destiny. One day I will.

When I don‟t have any other place to be, my feet automatically tak e me tothis one place, I wish I could never leave. This used to be a lonely street. Nottoday. This is the longest night, for most of the people. This place looks sodifferent today. I remember it as a serene calm place. I have stayed many

hours parked in this same place, this very same place, for many years now. And it never looked so different than today. It doesn‟t look mine today. Butthen, it never was mine to begin with. The light in her room is on. I guess shecan‟t sleep tonight too. I wonder what might be her reason. But then shewasn‟t a girl of reasons anyway, I have known her to be impulsive. The thingthat made me fall in love with her. Well, one of the many things that mademe.



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3. The Tears

I still have the day etched in my memories, the first time I met her. My familyhad died that day. Forever. I have been alone since that day, and I guesspeople never understood that, I hate being left alone. For all my life, the one

thing I have ever seeken is a shadow besides me, not mine. To know, that uaint alone, for one day. I had cried that day. A lot. My eyes were swollen red,lol she had said that. I had hated her that time, I hated her the first time Isaw her. She didn‟t belong there. She wasn‟t one of us. She was smiling. Notof happiness, not of loathe, but I didn‟t know that, that day. To me, she wasthe girl making fun of my dead mother.

My mother, was a gentle lady. Oh, how much I loved her. But I could neverlove her, more than she loved me. How much I wished, I hadn‟t said the

things I said to her, the fights I had with her. Even if I could promise god tobe a better son, I wasn‟t gonna see my mother again. I hate that. Iremember, one day… one day, I wish I could cry right now, remembering mymother, it feels like I have forgotten her, that day, I had yelled at her. Wewere going on a vacation, me my mother, and my dad. He had an impmeeting come up, suddenly, he looked tensed. I had never seen my dadtense. And I yelled at my mother, cause I so much wanted to go at somestupid place, I care not now, enough to remember even the name.My dad was an awesome dad. Everyone says, every child, that his dad is thebest dad in world, but, my dad, were the one bestest dad of all. He was a bigman. And he still had time for me, anytime, every time I want him. I miss thestories my dad used to tell me, still now, the only place I can sleep is amonghis book. He loved to read. He loved to read to me more. We would dive indeep seas, and climb highest mountains together, we would be the protectorof humanity, and we would be sea faring pirates. I miss the look in his eyes,when he read to me. Then I had gotten older. Suddenly, my friends weremore imp to me. I preferred playing video games with them. I know now, I

must have hurt him. I wish I could tell him that. That I loved him. That he willalways be the bestest of all dads in the world.

He had looked really worried that day. He never worried. He said, he hiredpeople to worry for him, so he can always be the dad who loved me. I shouldhave been worried. Seeing him worried. I didn‟t. I was too pissed at not goingto my vacation. He knew I was pissed, still he had bigger worries. My motherlooked scared than worried. I was so pissed; I had ran out of the house thatnight. I was going to go on the vacation by myself, I had the money. I was

going to, the bus station. I had the map. I was just crossing the street for the



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station, when I heard the explosion. I couldn‟t move my feet. I had seen theflames going up the place my house stood. My mom and dad were killed,assassinated. In their own home. I was an orphan, I lost my father; and thecity had lost his godfather, I wonder it had cried with me.

The funeral. Here I stand today. I wonder if that girl understood my grief. Shewas smiling. At the end. She came to me, and said,” you cry like a girl”. I hadsweared that day, I won‟t cry in front of anyone again.



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4. The Girl

I was 13 then. My father‟s friend became my guardian. I was admitted insame school with his son. I liked him the moment I met him, he was amiable. And we shared a lot. He didn‟t pity me. He didn‟t sympathize. I guess he felt a

lil intimidated by me. I liked that. I accepted him as my friend. His name wasDev. That girl was there too. I felt like hurting her the moment I saw her. Shewas still smiling. She smiled all day that day. I saw Dev talk to her a lot. Ididn‟t like that. I had decided to steal all of her friends and make her alone. Inthe free period she came running to me, asked me about a math problem.Said, Dev told him, I was a math genius. I brushed her off. She was stillsmiling. Next day I made fun of her in front of all the other girls. The dayafter that, I lied to the teacher, that she was making noise in the class, shegot canned, she was still smiling, she looked weirdly at me, like she didn‟t

understand why, but she definitely was smiling.

It was PT meetings day. I was sad. I had no parents. For some reason I didn‟twant to be there around. I was looking at some place to hide, hide even frommyself. Outside the back of our chemistry laboratory, I saw her crying. I don‟tknow why, I felt happy. And suddenly she saw me, and she stopped crying,and looked at me smilingly. And it hit me. That smile pierced through me thatday. I hadn‟t seen anyone smile like that, tears flowing out of the eyes. Ialready knew what the tears meant. I knew that day, what her smile meant.That smile was the tears of her heart; she didn‟t want anyone to see. I don‟tknow why, I promised myself, I would make her smile for real, one day. Idon‟t know why, I only wanted to see her happy, for even once. And I wouldhave done everything to keep that smile on her face forever. Her name was,Kannavi, the princess with beautiful eyes, and god, if she didn‟t had the mostbeautiful eyes I had ever seen.

All I could think about now was her. All the time I was alone, I wished, I could

be with her, and all the time I was with her, I wished the time would stop. Ihad a dream now. A dream in which I was not alone. It is stupid how ur lifechanges, when u have someone to care for u, and surprisingly more, when uhave some to care about. We three were like best friends. Me, Kannavi andDev. I was so happy. Like previously. Just it wasn‟t anything like previous.Time went by speedily. I wished the hole in my heart could heal. If it didn‟thurt every day, cause of the friends I had. It sure did, every other day.



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5. The Heart

I was 16 yrs old soon.

Our class was going for a field trip. I was so excited. I think I was in love with

Kannavi. When she was around I forgot the whole world. Well, I didn‟t really know the world except for her. She was the world to me. She is the world tome, still. Will always be. I don‟t know how long I had been in love with her; Iguess I always had been. No I wasn‟t gonna tell her. Not now. I am waitingfor us to get in the college. I had planned everything out. I will get theadmission in the same college with her. Get away from this disgusting familybusiness. I hate violence. And we will stay together forever. Not now, I can‟t tell her, I love her. Wow… she looks so beautiful today. So beautiful, likenever before, black faded jeans and purple tanktop. She looks so gorgeous in

purple. Like an angel. My angel. I would love her forever.

The sun is setting. We are all scattered. Everyone is in his her own group. Ican‟t find Kiki anywhere. I am thinking of taking her to a nice beachrestaurant. I would have to ditch Dev. That idiot doesn‟t leave her anytime.Tonight I wanna stay alone with her. It‟s good I can‟t find Dev anywhere.That girl said, she saw Kiki going to the ruins. It‟s a deserted old fort, brokendown by age. Bricks falling here and there, roofless. She likes stuff like that.She says, she feels not alone in lonely places. I wonder what she means.There she is. She looks beautiful. The darkness of dusk. And beautifulsilhouette of hers, it‟s hard not to see how beautiful curves she has.Sometimes I feel guilty, of imagining what she would look like, without cloths.Damn what‟s am I thinking. Lemme go and ask her for dinner. I know sheloves sea food. She disappeared behind that wall. I hate such places. I don‟tknow where I am putting my feet. I hate things that crawl. I can feelsomething crawling up my feet.

Kiki. I love her. I can see her. She aint alone. I think I know who she is with.He is sitting. She looks happy. Like truly happy. She is smiling the way Iwished I could make her. I so much so much wish I was sitting there rightnow. I am the one who loves her more than anyone in this whole world. Andshe is, she is… why am I feeling anger. She took his hand and rubbed on herface. And kissed his hand softly. Pushed herself in his arms. I felt like crying. Ihad sweared I won‟t cry again. I could see her holding his face, lifting hishead up, and putting her lips on his. I could see her unbuttoning her tubetop. And lift his hand, and put his hand on her chest. The thing crawling on my

feet, bit me.



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[Crawling in my skin These wounds they will not heal Fear is how I fall Confusing what is real

There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface Consuming/confusing This lack of self-control I fear is never ending Controlling/I can't seem

To find myself again My walls are closing in (without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)

I've felt this way before So insecure

Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me Distracting/reacting

Against my will I stand beside my own reflection It's haunting how I can't seem...]

And I had run away.



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6. The Blood

And tomorrow she is getting married. Parked outside her home. In the sameplace, exact same place, I have always, the memories keep coming back. Thehome is well decorated. Lights are shining brightly. But the light can‟t reach

here. It never does. I have always been in the shadows. Long enough, that Imade it my choice. I don‟t know why, I have come here tonight. The house isbustling with the preparations. Everyone is so busy, so damn busy. I wasthere, when I saw her making a boy feel her. Maybe not for first time. But itchanged my life. Every moment of my life, after that, I wished, if only I couldforget her. If only, I hadn‟t loved her. But I couldn‟t.

I had left the school after that. I was 16, but more than 16, I was old enough.I inherited my father‟s wealth. And his legacy. I had my men hunt down the

people who blew my home. The first of them, I killed him myself. It was easy.He was dead before I pulled the trigger. It was my intent. I wish it could havemade me feel any better. But it didn‟t. Till now, I feel, if I wasn‟t selfish, myparents weren‟t be dead. I had killed all of them found, with my own hands.When the bullets started to bore me, I used katana. Nah, I never got bored of using them. The first time I had used a katana, it was messy. I couldn‟tproperly cut the hand. It stuck half way, I had to break the arm off with myfeet kicking the katana. I took training in using a katana after that. I carrythree kinda katanas with me everytime. It doesn‟t sooth me, the fire burninginside me, the revenge. It made it flare more, cause now I can‟t do anythingmore, and I still miss the loss of my parents.

At the age of 17, I was ruling the mafia. In my business, there is only oneway, you can stay alive, if your enemy doesn‟t stay alive. I was young, so noone was taking me seriously, shrudding me off. Lol, I had to prove it to them,sadly, the ones I proved, that to, didn‟t stay alive. I am proud the way I kill,it‟s about elegance, and skill, and swiftness. I could dodge the bullets, people

didn‟t see, my katana could cut the bullets. I had inherited my father‟s legacy,I didn‟t take the mafia in inheritance, and I had taken it over by my rawintent. People used to say, I am ruthless. I say, I am passionate. I love what Ido. I take pride in my skills. I am not arrogant; I am just the bloody best.How else do u think, a 17 year old becomes the no. 1 in business. Fear, I loveto see the fear in their eyes. These people doesn‟t deserve the lives of normalpeople, I will show them my fear and power. I will make them kneel beforeme.



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Lol, this hotel I once remember, didn‟t allow me to let a waitress sit and eatwith me. I bought that bloody damn hotel, and gifted it to her. All I wantedwas, not to eat alone on my bday. I ride a deep purple, Porsche GT, two sitterconvertible. I don‟t have body guards follow me; somehow I don‟t feeldepending on anyone for my life. Noone dares to cross me, they know, if they

tried to kill me, they better succeed or they are dead. And even if I am dead, Iwould rise from the dead, to kill them all. On my 20th birthday, Dev called me.Even though I tried, I couldn‟t hate him for being loved by Kannavi. He wasmy only best friend, and he was my only friend. He was doing somemanagement course in some place, yes she was still with him, and I guessthat surprised me. I thought a girl like her, wouldn‟t be satisfied by one man.Damn what am I thinking? Lol, it‟s the things I imagine to make me hate her.Deep down inside I know, she really loved him, she always had. Even before Icame in. he was the only best friend she had too, her only friend, still. That‟s

why I hate my inside. It is always right.

Dev‟s father was my lawyer. Kept me from law. I was a young entrepreneur,MD of a big software and consultancy MNC. I had asked Dev to come andwork with me in my MNC, but I guess he wanted to join my underworld. Icouldn‟t allow that, she loved him. After he finished his college I made him theCEO of my MNC. He was an idiot. Terrible at the job. But I gave him enoughmoney to spend on her. This house, she is living now, she thinks Dev boughtit for her. I could see he didn‟t love her. Did he pity her? Why hadn‟t he lefther? She loved him madly. I guess even more than how much I loved her. Iguess that‟s why he was still alive. I couldn‟t see her cry over Dev‟s deadbody. I loved her too much, to love Dev. If only she knew the truth, as I knewit. He used to sleep around with other women. He had expensive escortsaccompany him from time to time. Sometimes I thought, I would go to herand tell her everything. But I don‟t know why, I couldn‟t. She has started tohate me now. She thinks, I am destroying Dev. How much I wished,someone cared for me like that, not someone, I wanted her to care for me.



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7. The Sea

It is my 21st bday today. Dev threw a small party at my home, its lively outhere. I have learned to be alone in crowd. It‟s easy. I wish Kannavi was here.I am not interested in having any other people around. That girl had been

looking at me for a long time. I guess I should smile at her. She wasgorgeous. Amazingly beautiful. Beautiful black hairs, red blossomed lips,piercing eyes, body of an angel, dressed in deep purple evening dress, lowneck, no necklace, only a bracelet. She was the most beautiful girl I saw afterKiki. Hmmm… leave it. I got u, and stood in the balcony. I could see the searoaring from here. I loved sea. Not oceans, they are calm. Sea, it hasbenevolence. It resembles my heart. I love to lie in sand, the waves touchingmy feet. Looking in the sky. I could bring the sky down with my look. Make itbeneath my feet. That girl followed me. She didn‟t say anything, just kept

staring at the sea. The people were starting to leave now. It was getting late.This girl was in no hurry. I saw Dev getting in my guest room with one girl.That wasn‟t the first time. I had started to ignore it. “I think I am a river,flowing, waiting to fall in sea”, she said. And looked in my eyes. I can‟t forgetthat vacant look. It was the same like me. She scared me now. I don‟t likepeople like her, that make me human, that make me feel. She was talkingagain. I don‟t know what she was saying. She had a beautiful voice. I think Iloved to hear her talk. I kept listening to her.

She was talking about how she came to this city. How she was forced to leavecollege, after her dad died. She loved to read. She wanted to be a writer.Study literature, travel the world. Her favorite singer is Celine Dion, and herfavorite song is „nobody‟s home‟ by Avril. I hadn‟t heard that song. Listen tothe live acoustic version, she has said. It was really late now. She asked me if I wasn‟t gonna sleep. I said, no. I can‟t sleep. I haven‟t slept in years. I toldher to go sleep in my room; I would sit in the balcony whole night. It‟s thistime of the night I love the most. I know I am the only one awake. That‟s

when u don‟t feel lonely, when u are truly alone. Kiki, her memories, I love toremember them. I remember her white and blue school dress. Her short hairs,her ponytail. The way she walked. Once we had sat in the library on the sametable. We were given a book to share and read. I loved reading with her. Andwe noted down the song in our notebooks. I still have that notebook, and thatsong with me. I had written my first song for her, in 10 th grade, I wish I couldtell her that. Lol, what I am thinking. This sea, could take all my secrets. Ilove talking to him. He was my equal. I wish I could cry now, how much Iwish, I could cry out all this pain.



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I wasn‟t tired, not sleepy too. I walked back to my room. Opened it. She waslying in my bed. Naked. Covered in white sheet. She looked the most beautifulgirl to me right now. I don‟t know how long I had been standing there. I could just watch her sleep all day. I knew who she was, what she did for living, Iknew she was my birthday gift from Dev. From the same shop, he gifted

himself that girl in my guestroom.

[I'm standing on a bridge I'm waiting in the dark I thought that you'd be here by now There's nothing but the rain No footsteps on the ground I'm listening but there's no sound

Isn't anyone tryin to find me?

Won't somebody come take me home It's a damn cold night Trying to figure out this life Won't you take me by the hand Take me somewhere new I don't know who you are But I... I'm with you I'm with you

I'm looking for a place I'm searching for a face Is anybody here I know 'Cause nothing's going right

And everything's a mess And no one likes to be alone

Isn't anyone trying to find me? Won't somebody come take me home It's a damn cold night

Trying to figure out this life Won't you take me by the hand Take me somewhere new I don't know who you are But I... I'm with you I'm with you

Oh why is everything so confusing Maybe I'm just out of my mind Yea yea yea



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It's a damn cold night Trying to figure out this life Won't you take me by the hand Take me somewhere new I don't know who you are

But I... I'm with you I'm with you

Take me by the hand Take me somewhere new I don't know who you are But I... I'm with you I'm with you]

I closed the door behind me. And without taking off the cloths, I lie down onthe bed. I took her hand in mine, hugged her hand tightly, and I fall asleep. Ihadn‟t slept like this in years.

She was gone when I woke up. I could still feel her warmth in my bed, Irolled over to her side, embracing to the sheet she had used to cover hernaked self. I could inhale her scent in my cloths. I got up. On the table, wasthis cd case, best of Avril, and a gift card, saying, “happy birthday fromSirree” .



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8. The Bitch

It wasn‟t hard to find where Sirree lived. When I couldn‟t sleep, I used tocome by here. I had seen many people come and go in here. I never had thecourage to go up.

It was Kiki‟s engagement party. Things had gone really fast. I don‟t know howsoon it was. Dev had invited me. The only way I could stay there was if I gotdrunk enough to be anyplace else. I don‟t know how much I had to pass out.I woke up in middle of night. I was sloping on the couch. Everyone had left Iguess. I should leave too. It was hitting me again. The first time I had seenKiki kiss him, the things I saw that day. She loved him too much. And it wasunbearing. She is engaged now. I felt so lonely today. I just wanted to be inKiki‟s arms, and forget everything. And I couldn‟t have that. I don‟t know

where is the damn door outside. My head is bursting open. I had drunk toomuch. I need to get out. This place is suffocating me. I am stumbling acrossthe corridor. This door is slightly ajar.

I wish I hadn‟t seen inside. Dev was naked on bed. Blindfolded. Andhandcuffed on the back. Kiki was in leather pumps, with whip. My handsgripped harder on my katana. I wasn‟t drunk anymore. I wished I could slashhim up right now. I couldn‟t stay there any longer. I ran out. I don‟t knowwhere I was driving to. I banged open the door. Here she was. Sirree. Half naked. This guy, taking his clothes off. I pulled my katana out, kept on hisneck. I didn‟t have to say that he should leave. He didn‟t wait to put hisclothes on. She pulled her lacy bra off. I was so pissed to see her acting likethat. She, I so hated her, I hated Kiki. I hated all women. I grabbed Sirree byher throat. Squeezing tightly. She was enjoying this, and it pissed me more. Islapped her hard. She was smiling now. Like she was loathing me, that‟s allyou got, even my pimp does better than that. I was hitting her madly now. Iwanted to make her cry. I hated myself for hitting her, oh so much I loved

hating myself. I was enjoying this now. I put my lips on hers, and bite hers.Chewing on her. Squeezing her well formed female body under me, squeezinganything I can grab in my hand. I could feel her nipples getting hard andrubbin against my chest, I pinched them hard, she was squirming under me.This was first time, I had been with a woman like this. I was feeling guilty forgetting excited. I had never thought about anyone other than Kiki, ever, andyet, I so much wanted this girl, right now. It felt like, if I slept with this girl, Iwill lose my right to love Kiki, and I so much, couldn‟t think about anythingother than the hardness inside my pants and the wetness I could feel on my

fingers between her legs.



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You are gonna be my fuckdoll you whore. Only mine. No other men. I wouldkill you if I see you with any other guy. You are the only one who lets mesleep at night. I love u laying by my side. You are gonna make me sleepeverynight. You are never gonna leave me.

I got up in the morning, and left. When I was at the door, I could faintly hearher sing… She has a lovely voice.

[I didn't hear you leave I wonder how am I still here

And I don't want to move a thing It might change my memory

Oh I am what I am I'll do what I want But I can't hide I won't go I won't sleep I can't breathe Until you're resting here with me I won't leave I can't hide I cannot be

Until you're resting here with me

I don't want to call my friends They might wake me from this dream

And I can't leave this bed Risk forgetting all that's been]

I guess she was falling in love with me. Huh, idiot. She knows I love Kannavi.I can never love anyone else. And to love a whore like her. She doesn‟tdeserve to be loved.



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9. The Song

I couldn‟t take it anymore. I decide to leave the car. And go inside the house.I was gonna tell Kannavi. That I loved her. I had loved her since ever. She isthe only girl I ever loved. I get out. And move towards the house. She sees

me coming inside. She looks happy. smiling like always. I was in love with hersmile. I so much hated that, the reason for that smile was Dev. How couldshe love a man like Dev.? She pull me into the library. Tomorrow is herwedding. This is the only quiet room in the house. The mehndi on her handslook lovely. Her face is glowing. And she never looked so beautiful before. Idon‟t know if I could have made her this happy. She takes out a box fromunder the table. It is a gift for me. I open it up. It is a silverblade katana. Fineblade. I swing it, slashin the air. Wow. It‟s a nice katana. I love this. I amgonna keep this forever with me. Dev enters the room. Must say, he is looking

different today. I guess love changes man. He will keep her happy. Dev isreally a lucky guy. I so envy him.

He is talking to me now, I don‟t know what he is blabbering. I am notinterested in what he is saying. Kiki is standing at the window lookin sobeautiful. I am staring at her. Dev is talking about his bachelor party. Yeah hehad invited me in the afternoon. I was busy planning the Venice affair.

“So how was your party?” “It was awesome” “We were around 25-30 friends for the party. A friend of friend had organizedand hosted the party. Then there was after party, with only 10 friends. Thisgirl refused to come with us to the hotel room. We had to take her upforcefully. Man, she was awesome, delicious. You must have seen her. I hadbrought her for ur party too. Sirree. You too had enjoyed her na. Must say,she has nicer body than Kiki, and she knows stuff. She was acting strangetoday. Said, she had left these things. Lol she said, she was gonna get

married. Like, any guy would marry a slut like her. Wow, I fulfilled my rapefantasy today. And then all my friends had her. Only a whore like her couldhave taken on 10 guys”

[I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,She felt it every day.

And I couldn't help her,I just watched her make the same mistakes again.

What's wrong, what's wrong now?



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Too many, too many problems.Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.She wants to go home, but nobody's home.It's where she lies, broken inside.With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.Broken inside.

Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.Be strong, be strong now.Too many, too many problems.Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.She wants to go home, but nobody's home.It's where she lies, broken inside.With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.

Broken inside.

Her feelings she hides.Her dreams she can't find.She's losing her mind.She's fallen behind.She can't find her place.She's losing her faith.She's fallen from grace.She's all over the place.

Yeah, oh

She wants to go home, but nobody's home.It's where she lies, broken inside.With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.Broken inside.

She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah]

“nobody‟s home” is a nice song. I love that song.

I pulled out my katana in a slash, and pushed it through Dev‟s heart.

Pack your bags. We are leaving for Venice tonight. You will marry me there. Ihad told her. Maybe only cause Kiki was gonna get married tomorrow. Icouldn‟t have fallen in love with that girl, right. I had only used her.



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I pulled the katana downwards, splitting open his chest, cutting his lungs, Iwanna slice open his gut.

No, I didn‟t love her, all my life I had loved Kiki only.

Stabbing his intestines with the katana over and over.

I could see Kiki, dropped on the floor, by the window, crying. Astounded. Shelooked terrified.

And I got up, and sliced his head off. Rolling on the floor. I wish I could cry.



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10. The Story Born of Song

I don‟t know how long I had been walking, there is a long road behind me,and I wish the road never ends…

I had wanted to run away, I should have run away, a long time ago, before allthis started, and my legs betrayed me.

My fate has carried me to this place. It‟s different today. I had never beenhere. The sand is same, the wave is same. The sea I fared is same, and still,it feels so different today. I won‟t say I fell; the ground disappearing beneathmy feet, no, not really; I had always loved lying down in sand, I guess I did.Nothing else, not even the ground I walk on, could bear my weight, not

anymore, not since long time, definitely not today. This sand could takeeverything in, and when the sea waves come, every of that disappears, intothe vastness, into the endlessness, into...

I wish the waves could reach deep enough my soul, and take away everythinginside…

I don‟t remember when was the last time I was here, that was a different day.Its different day today. I had hated to come here. I hadn‟t looked at sky sincelong, I didn‟t deserve that. I hadn‟t deserved to look crudely at the sky, Icouldn‟t look down at sky, I don‟t have that right; and now I feel guilty, thatright I once had. I don‟t know, when I lost that right, somewhere along my…

It aint a starry night, the silhouette of moon... I fear stars…

It happened, a drop, a wet drop... I can feel it sluggishly rolling down mycheek. I do not cry, I can‟t. I had decided not to cry a long time ago, and now

I can‟t cry, even if I wished for it. I had lost that right too. And it rains, whenmy heart cries. If only this rain could wash away the pain, I am selfish to wishthat. I have always been selfish, hadn‟t I? It all started with me being selfishlyin love... I wish I had never fallen in love, with Sirree…

[There are things I have done There's a place I have gone

There's a beast



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And I let it run Now it's running . . .My way

There are things I regret

To can't forgive You can't forget There's a gift That you sent You sent it . . .My way

(Chorus) So take this night

Wrap it around me like a sheet I know I'm not forgiven But I need a place to sleep So take this night

And lay me down on the street I know I'm not forgiven But I hope that I'll be given . . .Some peace

There's a game

That I play There are rules I had to break There's mistakes That I made But I made them . . .My way

(chorus) So take this night

Wrap it around me like a sheet I know I'm not forgiven But I need a place to sleep So take this night

And lay me down on the street I know I'm not forgiven But I hope that I'll be given . . .Some peace . . .Some peace . . .

Some peace]

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