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Mayank Badola

Abstract Drama


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Mayank Badola

Abstract Drama


My Ultimate Spouse!

My Ultimate Spouse!

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She flirts with me every day. On the road, on the bus, in college, everywhere I go. I can feel her presence when I’m walking, playing, studying, eating. I know she’s stalking me and it’s been happening for years.


The trouble is not necessarily that she’s stalking me; the trouble is that I have hardly ever seen her. You know she’s one of the types who just sneaks in from behind you, does something to make her presence felt and then quickly departs without giving you an opportunity to look her in the face.


I’ve made investigations; trying to know who she is and what she wants. No one seems to know. Some people claim that they know her. I think it’s more of a guess. They say she isn’t very beautiful. Some others say that she is. I’m confused.


From whatever information I have managed to gather about her, I believe that she lives just around the corner. I guess that makes it easier for her to keep track on me. And that’s the most frustrating part; she can watch me whenever she wants. And I can’t be sure of when she’s watching and when she isn’t. It is this imbalance of power that I can’t tolerate. At times, I wonder if she has complete control over my life. Everything I do, I know at the back of my mind that she’s watching over me, waiting for her opportunity to come near me. That makes me conscious.


They say that there are two types of people that you like. The first are the types who are like you and the other are the types who like you. I believe that she genuinely likes me and that makes me wonder sometimes if deep inside I like her too. But I can never be sure. How can I know what she’s like? Is she beautiful? And more importantly, what’s her nature like? All I can say now is that she’s clever and quiet. She’s alert and opportunistic too; just sneaks in as soon as I drop my guard. But how would it be living with her in the long run? Would it be nice? These are questions that need answers.


Then there is this other side of me that tells me that I’m being unfair to her. The very fact that she’s been stalking me for years should be ample testimony to her love for me. I should at least give her a chance to make her point. It tells me that when she finally comes and introduces herself to me, I shouldn’t be hostile to her but instead be nice and cordial; that I should respect her and give her a chance to prove that I’ll be happy with her.


I somehow agree with my other side. To be honest, I secretly, do enjoy the attention. The little voice inside me tells me that I would like her. It tells me that when I finally meet her, I would fall in love with her. When she embraces me it would feel like heaven. With her, I’ll experience something beyond life. She would be loyal to me and keep me company for more time than anyone else ever would. We’ll be together for eternity!


I believe she’ll be my ultimate spouse…..yes…..DEATH, my ultimate spouse!


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