Sophocles Writes

Moving with conviction and purpose, like he has never done before in his life, he walked towards her.
‘‘Her.. He.. He’ll… Hello’’ He stuttered.
Without a care in the world, she continued talking on her phone which she had brought as he was going over to her.

Not to be dettered after having gone this far. Like a lamb learning how to walk, he waited patiently while swaying from left to right.
‘‘Take care and have a nice day’’ she said to the phone. She turned her attention to him and threw him the dazzling smile that was her trademark.
‘‘how may I help you? ’’ she asked sweetly.

And at that moment, the blood in his body obeyed the law of gravity and rushed from his brain and gushed to another organ. He forgot how to talk.
‘‘you know what? I will see you later, I have a class now! ’’ she said.
And like the gazelle that she is, she trotted away gracefully.

But when she walked away, the blood returned to the usual position in the brain and think he could.
‘‘I don’t want to be friends with her, I want her to be mine’’ he thought.
And with renewed determination and inexplicable vigour, he followed her to her class. The lady had no idea he was following her. Rushing towards her class, she couldn’t wait to gist her friends.

‘‘hello girls’’ she beamed at her friends with her captivating smile and they responded with the same enthusiasm.
‘‘I’ve got a nice juicy gist for you’’ she started without beating around the bush.
‘‘can you guess who approached me today? ’’ she asked and they replied ‘‘no’’
“you know that saliva dripping and ugly boy that always move around like a faulty generator dancing on a spot? ” she asked.
‘‘that’s like 50 percent of the boys in this college’’ one of her friends retorted.
‘‘I’m talking of the one that his face looks like a gorilla had sex with a polar bear’’ she replied
‘‘Well, that narrows it down a bit’’ another one said.
‘‘it’s that mentally retarded son of the rich chimpanzee ’’ she concluded.

A ripple of emotions showed on the faces of her friends. From disbelief to surprise, to anger and finally they all burst out laughing. But just as it started, the laughter stopped. They realised that he has been standing behind them all along. He heard every single word they said.
And like a cemetery on a cold night, there was a deafening silence. Emotions he has never felt before passed through his consciousness. Annoyance and hatred of himself and his condition. And without further thought, he went straight to his room and took out the last batch of razor he bought and slit his wrists. But not before he wrote the note.

‘‘no one will hurt me ever again, no one will call me mentally retarded when I’m no longer around. No one will make fun of my condition ever again. I am going to soar above them all.’’ He thought as his blood soaked the oriental rug that was given to him as a gift the previous Christmas by his parents.

And thus, we come to the end of the story, or rather the beginning of his end.

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