Flynn and Frescia
Rainy season has begun. You know rain has this strange characteristic. It amplifies whatever your feeling. Like it will make you more happy if you are happy, to you it will feel like the nature is singing and dancing along with you. And rainy season is the worst time to be sad because every pain is now 10 times more hurtful. With every drop of rain that falls down a new tear forms in your eyes. It seems as if the sky itself is mourning with you. And as much as I hate this situation, this is the bitter truth of my life right now. I could see rain drops sliding off the club’s glass window. On such a day the club was fairly quiet, only one or two customer were in the house. With nothing to do I downed my vogella hoping my sorrows would drown with it. I ruffled my feathers… stroked through the purple tints that I now have in my bright yellow feather.
No no no I’m not a bird as you humans would call it. Well that’s not entirely true…Okay so let me introduce myself to you before you think I’m off my rocker.
So my name is Mia and I’m a flyn and now before you ask what is flyn and etc. Let me tell you one thing…if you wanna know me…HAVE PATIENCE!!
No I’m just kidding but there’s nothing wrong in having a little patience, but no pressure.
So yeah where was I… uhh!! yes, so I’m a flyn. Now flyns are species who are half human and half birds. So we have body like a human with only exception being that we have wings on our backs. Yeah we got the better deal, I know.
But no everything has a down side. We flyns cannot speak lies…yup that’s right we can’t be fake nice, can not avoid awkwardness by cooking up a story, can not accept or take bribes(okay that was not really a downside), our politicians can not make fake promises of good days.
Now you must be thinking why we don’t know about your race then. Its because we live in a different world from yours, its called Frescia. And why we don’t on your planet you ask??
Really you want answer of that question. Wouldn’t you prefer to live on another planet, if you had a choice. You have got to admit you guys have ruined your planet…I mean with all the deforestation, pollution, global warming, nuclear weapons and what not!! Okay not here to bitch about Earth. The sole reason you don’t know about our existence is that only that we Flynns cannot exist in that polluted environment.
We flynns have one more special quality…every flyn has one soulmate on the land of Frescia. I had mine too…he was the most sweetest flyn to ever exist. He made feel like I was the most perfect flyn to ever exist. Each flaw that I may had ceased to exist around him. It is surreal to have soulmate. How you feel around him is different for each flyn. But the most painful thing a flyn goes through is losing his or her soulmate. Its like you don’t know how to function anymore. It feels like the world has ended. Its like your soul left your body and now there is this hollow cavity where your heart was.
That’s the pain I’m going through…no amount of any vogella(it’s our kind of alcohol ) can bring me a peaceful sleep.
I miss him every second of my this damned life of mine. There’s nothing in this world that I wouldn’t trade for him. His memories are my only solace now… every place we went to now haunts me… it’s like dying a thousand deaths each second only to be resurrected back and the going through the pain once again.
But sometimes and this happens in very rare cases…a flyn’s mate comes back in a different form…but it takes many years and that too if the lord wishes it. So in this hard times the only thing that is driving me is the faith in our love. I hope our love was as strong that lord gives him back to me. I hope our love is strong enough to keep me from breaking before it happens.
The ringing of the club’s gate broke my train of thoughts. I turned my face to look who entered the club at this hour. A young flyn with the brightest of the red feathers was approaching towards the bar table. His hair was a little damp probably because of the rain which I noticed, has stopped now. I could make out his face well because of the dim lighting in the bar. He turned his face and our eyes locked with each other…and suddenly I couldn’t breathe anymore.
--Nehal Agrawal
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