Sita: His Unknown Desire

20.

          THE STALKER

"This is your favourite, flower, isn't it Sita?" I asked while staring at the big picture of my Sita, on the wall which is favourite in my whole room. I twirled the rose in my fingers before putting it on the jar, which was already filled with roses.

This is your room. Everything, which is here, is yours. Only yours. Don't worry Sita, I would never let anyone take your rights. You belongs to me as much as I do. I don't fucking care if you are already married.. it was a mistake, wasn't it? Damn, yes.

I still remember the first day I saw you, Pearl, when I was only sixteen. I saw you from my window, playing with some another kids in the park when you were only eleven. Lots of another kids were there also, Pearl but I've already set my eyes on you.

From that moment, I knew you are mean to be. You are mine. I did many things, Pearl. I still remember, how I used to skipped my last class just to saw you, going out from the school. That meant so much to me, Sita. So fucking much.

How I used to drive my cycle while hiding just to follow you. I watched your every moves. You made me an shadow behind you, without even knowing. I was fucking mesmerized by your smile which could anyone fall in love with you. But what that more did to me, made me obsessed. Obsessed with you.

I still remember how I had to face my parents tempers because I was so mad for you. My mother called me and obsessive monster while my dad was facing difficulties in accepting me as their own child but you know what, I didn't cared. Because only you matters to me. They took me to many psycho therapists but nothing worked because my fucking medicine was you.

I did many fucking things, Pearl. I killed that bastard Rajeev because he caused you tears and he was the only reason you had to marry that man. Don't worry, soo you'll be mine. Fine with me.

You wondered why no one gave you flowers at valentine's day, how could they? They were already in their deathbeds. You made me killed many people's, Sita. Many innocent peoples. And now you wanted me to forget you? Impossible, Pearl.

The day you would come here, at my place. I'll show you those people's eyes which was safely in my jars. They had to kiss their eyes, pearl. They dared to looked at you. Looked at what's mine. After all, Everything is fair and love and war.

But you are doing wrong, Sita. You kept getting close with another people's. Your friends, family members, husband.. I would destroy everything if they try to be the reason of your happiness, priorities. You are only allowed to smile because of me. Cry because of me. Feel pain because of me. Also, feel pleasure because of me.

Your heart is mine. Eyes are mine. Mind is mine. Everything is mine. You are mine.

You remember, how a kid once pushed you while playing? Don't worry, Sita. I threw a brick at her and after that fucking reason, my parents took me to Texas. So away from you. So so away.

But I was determined Pearl. So determined and see, I'm still as much as obsessed with you I was twelve years ago. Nothing changed.

I took the medical entrance passing photo of her, wearing the white coat, stethoscope around her neck and her hair done in a messy bun which was almost undone, few strings of hairs falling on her face. Damn, Sita. You don't know how much I want you. At any costs.

I fucking want you in my arms so badly. So fucking badly. I took her wedding reception photo. Pretty as always. But all mess because of the vermillion in the partition of her head and the mangalsutra. I want to rip that off.

I sat on the couch as the projector started playing her photos on the big wall. You are mine. Only mine. And I will make sure that you'll remember this till your last breath.

See, Sita. The room is filled with the fragrance of the perfume you used because I always wanted my mind filled with your scent. Everywhere is your photo. I even kept that doll of yours, you lost. I took that, Sita. Your jewellery, your clothes, everything you touched.  Except you. I would take you here soon, Sita.

I would go as far as I could to make you mine. Could do anything. If that means killing anyone, even your husband. Or, snatching you from the whole world.

And seeing you getting close with him making me more want to do this and I would do this without any hesitation. The more you would try to resist me, the more it would fueld my desires.

Be ready, Sita. To be in my prison. That's your destiny.