FoI Story
(Part 1)
It was a lousy Saturday night for Shreya, she had been devoted in her work for the past few weeks. She didn’t have time for herself or her friends, no parties, or hangouts or even for simple dinner plans. Most of the time she spent at her place alone, too tired to do anything. She would usually watch tv or fall asleep on the couch staring at her dust-filled guitar which has been untouched for 6 months now.
But not today, she finally had taken some time out for herself. She was sitting on top of the bonnet of her car, near a beach, and a mild cold breeze was passing through her face. She was feeling peaceful for the first time in months.
Shreya was staring at moon and the stars, and felt like there was something missing. At that moment, Rahul walked up-to her with a glass of red wine, and said to her how beautiful she looked in her black dress with small flowers on it. He felt that the dimly lit lights were making Shreya more pretty than the moon and sky full of stars.
They then started to stare at the beach horizon while sipping the red wine and in their own thoughts thinking what the future lies in ahead of them.
Rahul: You know what you have to do right?
Shreya: I know what I have to do, but do I have to do it? can’t I just let it be? and let the universe take care of it for me?
Rahul: I’m pretty sure universe have bigger problems than yours, and is busy solving poverty or climate change or something.
Shreya: But isn’t my share of universe supposed to be there for me and help me out in small and big problems, especially my own, as for now this seems the biggest problem of my life.
Rahul: Come on Shreya, you are strong you can do this, you don’t have to rely on the universe or as a matter of fact you don’t need anyone else.
Shreya: (slightly agitated) You don’t know me, you know very little about me, hell I don’t even remember asking for your opinion, so why don’t you stop interfering in my life and mind your own business.
Rahul: Come on Shreya, this is why I am here, I am here to make you face things you don’t want to, I am here for only you.
Shreya: But you don’t know what it is to me, this is one of the biggest problems in my life. I feel I don’t need any of your help, I will just let this go and leave it on fate and everything will be alright. I am pretty sure this is the best way to go.
Rahul: Shreya, stop lying. You know these are all excuses.
Shreya: Shut up, I am not lying, I am telling the truth, and I don’t want to talk to you anymore. So please go away and stop interfering in my life, because NEWS FLASH you are completely wrong.
Rahul: Okay, whatever you say, just remember you aren’t just lying to me, you are actually lying to yourself.
Rahul(contd.): So stop lying, because remember, I am not real, I am you, I am just a fragment of your imagination.
* (Part 1 ends) *
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* (Part 2 ) *
Shreya: (Laughing) What bullshit? Rahul you are watching way too many films! Stop being so dramatic. My imagination? HAHAHAHA.
Rahul: (mockingly) Look at me, I am Shreya’s imagination haha.
Shreya: You are stupid, all of this happens in movies and books, not in real life.
Rahul: No no, hear me out, I can actually take up doing this as a career? Hear me out no.
Rahul stands up and starts enacting, and tries to be a bit freaky and go near Shreya face says in a deep voice “I will be people’s imagination.” continues “Of-course for 30$ an hour I’ll be your imagination.”
Shreya bursts out into laughter, this was her having an honest laughter after weeks of being busy and alone. She felt good, finally she was happy.
Rahul: Wait a minute 30$ an hour seems a bit less, let me charge 50$, maybe. I could give two packages, one for 30$ and one for 50$. Man, I am really feeling this business is going to take off, or am I just imagining things?
Shreya: Oh is that so, tell me how does it work Rahul? Do they pay you before or after they are done imagining you?
Shreya(contd.): Hah, It doesn’t make sense at all, if they have to pay you before, they would know you are their imagination, then it wont be of use, and if they have to pay after, won’t they just stop imagining you to not pay? This business is a sure shot failure. (Shreya bursts out laughing)
Rahul, now a bit confused but doesn’t want to lose an argument, he takes a brief pause and continues,
Rahul: Oh I have everything worked out, I will meet people and try to talk to them, and once they ask what do you do for a living, and I will be like, I be people’s imagination for 30$ an hour hah.
Rahul(contd.): then, they will be like is that even a career, and I would be like yes. I am an imagination right now.
Rahul continues, “So when I say this, most of the people will be confused, and in disbelief that what bullshit is this, and will try to laugh it off. A few of them just like you, will go with something like, how do you even earn, I haven’t paid you anything and I can still imagine you”
Rahul takes a brief pause, and tries to make a serious face, looks into Shreya’s eyes and with a deep voice says “Well you are gonna pay for it, one way or another” after a brief pause he continues “I either take 30$ an hour or a part of your soul.”
Shreya again bursts out into laughter, she just admires how stupid Rahul was acting, she missed this, she missed talking about stupid things in the middle of the night with her loved ones. Rahul, still marvelling over his new business idea, “This is a nice idea, I am going to freak out people and earn money. Obviously who wants to give a part of their soul, so 30$ an hour it is. Yay.”
Shreya: Sure sure Rahul, sounds great, but tell me something, why would anyone believe you at all? Hah even I don’t believe you, how are you gonna convince people that (raises hands to mock him) “you will take a part of their soul”
Rahul: Oh well, is that so, you don’t believe me?
Rahul stands up straight, takes a step away from Shreya, trying to get into a storyteller’s vibe and in the most dramatic way goes, “Well well well, let me tell you the ‘Tale of Mr. Vincent Valles’ the one who did not believe me at first, but then he did once he ended up los-” Rahul shushed himself “What am I doing, no spoilers, I will tell you right from the beginning, grab your seats ladies and gentleman, because this it ‘the Tale of Mr. Vincent Valles’.
* (Part 2 ends) *
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* (Part 3 ) * The Tale of Mr. Vincent Valles
It was a………