Locked Sukata

2.Freedom

"Enough is Enough..... I hate it here' I walked on my feeble feet, starting to gain a few reserved energy stored in my body and began searching for the door.

     'Ugh' I let out a huge exhale

      'I . . . will get out from here' I challenged the room in my anguish.  My full fledged anger crossed all limits. I wished if I could burn the whole cell. While I was running my hands on the wall, I found smooth edge. After scrutinizing carefully, my mouth remained open.

      'I found the door' stood surprised on my own discovery, gaping at it.

For me it seemed like the greatest discovery yet like I have stumbled across a wonderful planet and hopefully the alien creatures there invited me heartily totally wonder struck and delighted. Wow !!!I'm a genius.

Sooo.......... Stupid! I'm really an idiot.

 A hope called me, I can still get out of here. I can go home, my lovely lonely home filled just with memories. I knew the home wasn't home anymore but still I wanted it.I wondered if Steve was still waiting for me, he would be sad for my absence, I really felt bad about his feelings. I tried to find the keyhole of the door but it was invisible. No keyhole! How can a door be locked without keyhole ? I tried to open it in every possible way I could. But nothing happened. I kicked the shitty door in anger.

      'oh... it pains' my toe got hurt.

Today I hurt myself, really stupidity got prized out of me. Not even being able to find  the river I saw myself on its other bank without being past all hurdles on boating or swimming it. I ridiculously and insanely called myself triumphant.

       'Congrats!!!You're home' I teased myself.

       'Mum,do you see that , you really don't care about me, do you? You left me here all alone'

       'I can only drown. I'm drowned' I cried remembering the days of our past. Mum was videoing me in a camera. It had happened when I was ten or eleven years old.

       'Lucy,Lucy..... look here' she called me with her best smile, trying to picture me in that ugly look. I was in my swimming suit. I hated to walk naked into it and show my skinny legs. I hung on to her, just beginning to feel uneasy about the water. I had an unusual fear about it and was timid to go in. other children were smart and daring, they swimmed through like sharks, tearing water apart. A blonde girl came through and dived into the pool. She splashed water on me and tried to play with me. Mum, pushed me towards her, but I kept my hold tight.

     'you must go. Look your friend is calling' she tried to be impractical, she wasn't friend of mine. I knew she wanted me to get over with my fear. But that would lend me immense courage.

      'Mum, I cant I'll drown' I stood holding the stairs, half dipped in water the whole day, but the fear didn't get away.

       'you know mum, I miss you' I said remembering her smiling face.

       On what degree of mind's stipulation I didn't knew but the door opened to me. Two people appeared and they tossed me to the wheel bed like every time making it's way out of room. Turning aside, through a floor length window pane. I could seethe sky. Nature is beautiful. It seemed like a spring morning, with twitter of birds in the air. Many trees with red leaves and white small flowers. Awesome,like a delicious dreamy feeling. I foolishly gaped outside as if I never saw this. Thanks mum for lending an ounce of bliss on your birthday. I wish you are happy. I saw an unknown man in the hall standing away near the reception,curiously staring at me. He looked like he was about to breakdown on the floor he won't breakdown into a dance that was clear in his eyes. Most probably he would kneel on the floor as if he could sink deeper and thank  to god for whatever that made his day so heavenly.

      'you okay?' someone asked him.

      'oh! I'm so...... ... ... .' he seemed at loss of words. Apparently his joy was indescribable which made him cry. Tears flowed down his cheeks and he rushed towards me. I was a little frightened by such sudden response of the stranger towards me. But he was so . . . . that I didn't jerk away from under his hug.

       I never had been cared and loved by anyone so long time that he appeared someone close to me. But still I didn't know who he was or how he was related to me.

       A tall lady handed me a form. I gave a look so lame, so puzzled. I don't understand what for the piece of paper is?

       The unknown man said 'sign in here' pointing at the bottom. I gave a confused look at him. He understood my dilemma, I could well enough read his face with crisscross of lines

        'I'm Harry-your late father's friend and a lawyer. I'm here to receive you on parole' this means I'm free. I'm free forever. I could never be happy again, at like this. I felt so subtle and wordless that tears rolled down from my eyes. I saw at his tear threaded eyes and he hugged me once again. We understood each other-really a good sign for me.

          I filled the form and walked out the place. I'd already said goodbyes to my prison, with which I'd shared thousands of unpleasant memories. He drove me to his house. This day is enough for me to live happily.