The Best and The Worst: Divinely Condemned!!!

The Best and The Worst: Divinely Condemned!!!: Was roaming around, snooping over everything that appeared (even faintly)beautiful and engrossing but ahem!didnt feel like touching any of...

Divinely Condemned!!!

Was roaming around, snooping over everything that appeared (even faintly)beautiful and engrossing but ahem!didnt feel like touching any of those..and after fucking up all the search engines..google n the likes,books,mags,blogs,eyes,nose,ears,I reminisced of my 'inside', my heart.Found it there! damn! looked for u everywhere n u r tucked here,deep in the socket,sitting pretty in the closet..Jeering back at me.OHH!!Its been so many years and the twinkle is as new as....

 Let me help u in comprehending this..ok! lets call him Jay..so now to.. who was Jay?He was  a dream come true,simply oblivious to all the attention his being used to generate.Calm n subtle like some divine existence.Lengths of time wasnt his cup of tea rather moments..Yes, it was moments that he was living in.Sometimes,he made me feel sick, giddy,nauseating and most of the times reigned my existence.Those were his ways..Jays Ways!!Slightest of his mention brought the 'sheen' on my face,the gleam in my eyes.Not even in a jiffy,i would loose track of him.My fave pasttime was to imagine our forthcoming days.About 'us'being together for all the 'days' tht were yet to happen.Well...i repeat, moments,in case of My Jay, it had to be moments.

And then one warm noon, i was tired not only physically but of the prying eyes,the strange expressions suggesting of something falling apart.The usually demure faces bore sudden,unacceptable grimness.NO! is this true!it cant be..How can it be?and why on earth ME? I am a pious ,devout soul.Forget sins,i doubt if Almighty could ever book me for some meagre sacrilege.And this was such a massive punishment...but damn it,Why??

I could not gauge and neither could the doctors.Jay,my son after living a bit more than half his age in my womb left me helpless,clueless...

A small journey..in the words of the doctor..from 'a tiny something' to a 'foetus' to my 'baby' Mercifully, they never wrote 'baby is dead', rather chose medical terms to describe the end of 'life' inside me.

The aftermaths were even more punitive.The nectar meant to satiate his thirst, curb his hunger was dribbling away..effortlessly..The last test conducted on the 'specimen collected after the operation', was ample proof that my Jay was perfect.He wasnt cancerous or for that matter anything that could have shunned his right to live.But then whatever it was..could only snatch his life and not his essence which is still intact n safely tucked in side the socket..in my hearts closet!!!