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Raji the beautiful young lady with a fair complexion was the lucky charm in her surroundings. Although she was a mother of a five years old child named Pinto, nobody could resist admiring her exquisite beauty. It was her smile that created the charm in the vicinity. Her conciliatory manners, polite approach and adept nature,made everyone love her. In her composed words she had the stillness of clouds. In her towering heights she showcased the altitude of sky. And gleaming eyes of her were the perfect metaphors for the combination of dept of the sea & of the flame's glare.
It showed Monday in the flapping calendar, which was home to many insects and predatory lizards. With melodious alarm ring, 6:30 said the clock, which was hanging on the shaded wall besides Pinto's bed, as Raji gushed through the rusted door. Raji have mastered the art of bringing Pinto to the real world from his early morning dreams. It might have taken camaraderie of thousand mothers to make Pinto get ready, whereas Raji had mastered the art of parenting. By 7am both Pinto and Raji were out for shopping. The potholes acted as practice ground of long jump for the ever hopping Pinto, as he was dragged swiftly by Raji through the narrow lane towards market. The speed of Raji's walk could have inspired fastest cars of Ferrari, if not they had reached market.
Market was full of vegetable vendors, who will be replaced by fruit vendors during later part of the day. After buying few listed groceries, Raji pulled Pinto towards a vendor who was selling tomatoes. The combination of vermilion and scarlet tomatoes with yellow lemons besides them were perfectly arranged in a pyramidal structure. As Raji took few Kgs of tomatoes and was bargaining the price, a masculine man entered the scene and started picking Tomatoes in a particular fashion. He was choosing each tomatoes by carefully checking for any faults. As he was checking he was pressing them mildly but almost squeezed them.
Raji who was observing this with a peeped slit eyes was pulled to past by thousand stories. And it was apparent as if thousand stories were stuck in her throat. Her fist was clutched as if to imprison those stories, stories which were also dazzling through her forehead in the form of sweat. Stories from which she could never get away. Especially an instance, which had not faded away by time but deeply engrossed weariness.
Raji was stuck in a particular instance where each one of her dreams were shattered. It was when she was forced to be a sex worker to feed her hunger. She was harassed and pulled to stand in a line of prostitutes who were trying to impress disgusted minds. One man entered the scene and was carefully examining each one of them and stopped at Raji. After carefully scrutinising her, he teased her by touching inappropriately and placing his hands on her bosoms, almost squeezing just like the way the tomatoes were being squeezed now and left the scene with distaste. Many abhorrent bodies came and each of them surveyed Raji many times and was treated like a commodity.
Raji was bought back to the present by Pinto and she was smiling at him with the thought
Market was full of vegetable vendors, who will be replaced by fruit vendors during later part of the day. After buying few listed groceries, Raji pulled Pinto towards a vendor who was selling tomatoes. The combination of vermilion and scarlet tomatoes with yellow lemons besides them were perfectly arranged in a pyramidal structure. As Raji took few Kgs of tomatoes and was bargaining the price, a masculine man entered the scene and started picking Tomatoes in a particular fashion. He was choosing each tomatoes by carefully checking for any faults. As he was checking he was pressing them mildly but almost squeezed them.
Raji who was observing this with a peeped slit eyes was pulled to past by thousand stories. And it was apparent as if thousand stories were stuck in her throat. Her fist was clutched as if to imprison those stories, stories which were also dazzling through her forehead in the form of sweat. Stories from which she could never get away. Especially an instance, which had not faded away by time but deeply engrossed weariness.
Raji was stuck in a particular instance where each one of her dreams were shattered. It was when she was forced to be a sex worker to feed her hunger. She was harassed and pulled to stand in a line of prostitutes who were trying to impress disgusted minds. One man entered the scene and was carefully examining each one of them and stopped at Raji. After carefully scrutinising her, he teased her by touching inappropriately and placing his hands on her bosoms, almost squeezing just like the way the tomatoes were being squeezed now and left the scene with distaste. Many abhorrent bodies came and each of them surveyed Raji many times and was treated like a commodity.
Raji was bought back to the present by Pinto and she was smiling at him with the thought
" hopes are poisonous when your bitter past haunts you".
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Remarkable descriptions.
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DeleteWow!! Very illustrative and thought provoking
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