Osi ..and Sol
Scuttling behind the shrubs ...there were two tiny sparkling specks of black ..absorbing it all in...as if the sunlight would never come back again.
There was shadow, there was movement ..and a pull at the back of the head that was almost magnetic ......
But still i was still not sure ...
The sun was out and I had , had this feeling ...or as I had begun to believe a hallucination....for the last one month ...
However , that sunday ...with winters around the corner .. probably the one of the last sunshine filled day....she could not bear to be hidden ..
In a black and white frilly gingham she was lying sprawled on the the warm grass..breathing in the sun...
I tip toed ..peeped as she did ..and i guess she also felt the pull
She opened one eye ..peered at me and said " You are blocking my sun" and closed her eyes..
I stood staring and wondering for a long while ..nodded my head and thought i had hallucinated too
Next sunday ..i sneaked a glance towards the garden ..she was not there ..she would not be..i mused ..it was windy ..chilly and "her" sun was hidden behind the clouds or was it that she was a mirage that appeared after a long walk on bright sunny afternoons...
Three months later..some spring ...the first sunny day...there was a knock....
She stood at 3 feet ..looking up at me .."give me the garden keys ..why have you fenced it ..it's higher than what me can jump over..."
Guilitily ..i handed over the keys and laid it on her open palm...finally assured she was for real ...
Well..i knew she was real ..but she was just too out of place when i first saw her...a chinese girl ...in a spanish speaking country ...speaking broken spanish ..in an old age home ...was unusual ...
A knock came 3 hours later ..a bulky guy ..." your little friend has asked me to pull down the fence ..thought might tell you.." and he walked away...
Alarmed i shuffled after him and watched him remove the fence piece by piece ..neatly...
He felt the pull at the back of his head too .." The little one did the same to me ..Now what do you want?"
Call her ..He whistled some sort of a name and she came.They shook hands ..then he bounced her up and down and left ..
She walked up to me and said " Don't lock it up..it's meant to be free...."
The next day ..and the next she did not come ..
I realised with the fence around it and no visitors ..my garden had stopped blooming ...it was quiet ...
She came a week later ..slept on the grass..found a puppy ..fed him grass and breathed in the sun
I repeated our previous encounter...and peeped down at her .This time she opened both her eyes...parkling little black dots in an abundance of pale cheeks' We never saw the sun, we only moved at night and then ..i saw the sun here .You can take it now .'
She got up , held my hand and led me to the sunniest spot....'This one is yours'
That evening ..there was the first spring bloom....a smile which i had lost.....
Osi did not come back again.
and later i learnt ..she'd been moved to another refugee shelter..far from this part of town....where she would find her 'Sol' (Sun) and breathe life into someone else's existence...
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There was shadow, there was movement ..but it was all hidden ..and you know it was hidden.........well it was her shadow against the sun..and we call it Shy
There was shadow, there was movement ..and a pull at the back of the head that was almost magnetic ......
But still i was still not sure ...
The sun was out and I had , had this feeling ...or as I had begun to believe a hallucination....for the last one month ...
However , that sunday ...with winters around the corner .. probably the one of the last sunshine filled day....she could not bear to be hidden ..
In a black and white frilly gingham she was lying sprawled on the the warm grass..breathing in the sun...
I tip toed ..peeped as she did ..and i guess she also felt the pull
She opened one eye ..peered at me and said " You are blocking my sun" and closed her eyes..
I stood staring and wondering for a long while ..nodded my head and thought i had hallucinated too
Next sunday ..i sneaked a glance towards the garden ..she was not there ..she would not be..i mused ..it was windy ..chilly and "her" sun was hidden behind the clouds or was it that she was a mirage that appeared after a long walk on bright sunny afternoons...
Three months later..some spring ...the first sunny day...there was a knock....
She stood at 3 feet ..looking up at me .."give me the garden keys ..why have you fenced it ..it's higher than what me can jump over..."
Guilitily ..i handed over the keys and laid it on her open palm...finally assured she was for real ...
Well..i knew she was real ..but she was just too out of place when i first saw her...a chinese girl ...in a spanish speaking country ...speaking broken spanish ..in an old age home ...was unusual ...
A knock came 3 hours later ..a bulky guy ..." your little friend has asked me to pull down the fence ..thought might tell you.." and he walked away...
Alarmed i shuffled after him and watched him remove the fence piece by piece ..neatly...
He felt the pull at the back of his head too .." The little one did the same to me ..Now what do you want?"
Call her ..He whistled some sort of a name and she came.They shook hands ..then he bounced her up and down and left ..
She walked up to me and said " Don't lock it up..it's meant to be free...."
The next day ..and the next she did not come ..
I realised with the fence around it and no visitors ..my garden had stopped blooming ...it was quiet ...
She came a week later ..slept on the grass..found a puppy ..fed him grass and breathed in the sun
I repeated our previous encounter...and peeped down at her .This time she opened both her eyes...parkling little black dots in an abundance of pale cheeks' We never saw the sun, we only moved at night and then ..i saw the sun here .You can take it now .'
She got up , held my hand and led me to the sunniest spot....'This one is yours'
That evening ..there was the first spring bloom....a smile which i had lost.....
Osi did not come back again.
and later i learnt ..she'd been moved to another refugee shelter..far from this part of town....where she would find her 'Sol' (Sun) and breathe life into someone else's existence...
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There was shadow, there was movement ..but it was all hidden ..and you know it was hidden.........well it was her shadow against the sun..and we call it Shy
