Vidhya started to behave weird these days. Her silky hair,
vivid outfits and witty actions can make any girl go crazy about her. But recently, her liveliness got diminished.
It was right after our previous date she acquired a strange obsession for the Mula-
bridge. It’s a 90 year old bridge with a torrent of spoilt slop and mos. I was
wondering why she wanted to end our romantic days with a dry sultry sunset.
To know more about her new interest I went to check out her
room on a Sunday evening. I believe in the idea that to investigate the actual
elf of person, you need to dig in their trash. I flipped her acer note book and
checked her chrome history.
It had the links of past life regression. Her wooden
showcase had bizarre books. Unable to
connect the dots, I was sliding my hands through the transparent and tranquil
fish bowl.
People say, pets often resembled their masters.
Symbolically, her gold fish had this other side, which resembled Vidhya. Her
sudden liking for growing fishes made sense now.
Slowly connecting the dots, I got a subtle glance on what would
be running inside her head. When her cuckoo clock rang 3, I went to attend my
natures call. And that’s where I found the actual self of Vidhya.
She kept herself immersed in the bath tub. Tiny bubble
popped and revealed a gill tattoo aside her neck.
Was she an amphibian or an overgrown fish?
Vidhya gave me a quirky smile behind the transparent layer
of water. I didn’t know how to react.
Was he possessed by a fish’s soul from the bridge?
It was awkward and unbelievable like the urban legends from the
pagan societies.
As my curiosity went over the brim, I left her room to check
out the bridge and to get some more fish food.
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