Tick Trilogy

Bol

Every Story has THREE VIEWS---(Morning)Tick-tick light go blink.It mean wake-time.---PAGE-01It's my dad.Was...Now, he's just a devil...A freaking monster.And, Monster never Smile.It's been 126144000 seconds...Till Today.2103840 Minutes.35064 Hours.1461 Days.4 Freaking Years.And Counting...---She likes to cry, But in front of him, she can't, She doesn't want to.The drops of tears are reserved for darkness.Why?Only the one who ever saw them is I.Why?---PAGE-05There are two kinds of memory.As I remember.Memories remember themselves.The kind that burns like the furnace, and the kind that breathes.---She gives him cold rice from a rusted bowl.He eats. Says, "Yum."He does not know it is the last of what she saved.He offers me some. Presses a hard grain against my stitched mouth.I smile, in the way cloth can...I can.---PAGE-09Days to week, Weeks to months, Months to years.I felt today he will let me leave, He loves me na.He is my lovely father.I was wrong.Always.Maybe.---I think, maybe the light gone, but Mamma's arms stay.I hum hum song.I close eyes.I sleep."Mamma tired. She sleep now. Me too," I say.I smile.Me safe in hug.We sleep.Together sleep.Haa..yum...yum.Good Night.---Tick-Tick LIGHT Thread-Thread Bear The Torn Tears---PAGE-0Life can...Never be Perfect.जीवनं कदापि सिद्धं न भवितुम् अर्हति।---[A work of fiction, But...Inspired by TRUE INCIDENTS.]

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Pagina's: 64, Paperback, Notion Press