Wednesday, May 6, 2020

Obsession

Question: Describe about the term for "Obsession" ? Answer: Fade in: Interior house: It is a starry night with a chilly weather. George is relaxing on his couch near the fence with a cigar on his hand. George is a handsome young man in his mid-twenties. He is a loner and prefers to stay inside his one-room flat. Numerous thoughts are accumulated in his mind right now. He gazes at the fence continuously engrossed in thoughts. How could I commit such a heinous crime? He perspired even in the month of January. He could not move his eyes from the body, which is lying on the floor in a pool of blood. Interior House: Stands up: He stands up and touches the lifeless hand of the dead body. It was as white as death. George (Voice Over) I did not intend to kill her. Was I out of my senses? No. I was right. She was a filthy woman, as filthy as dirt. He inscribed three little words on the lifeless hand with his cigar. I love you, he said. Facing the audience, he continues Love is such a wonderful thing. It can make us do anything. All is fair in love and war. Stupid woman, she thought I loved her. Oh yes! I loved her. Once! I loved her once! When she looked into my eyes and begged for mercy, I obliged. She asked me to leave her. I left her dead. It was a cold-blooded murder, as cold as death itself. Alas! She is no more. She has submitted herself to death. I wish she could understand me. But she did not. All women are same. They commit the same mistakes of misunderstanding peoples feelings, failing to reciprocate love. As he spoke his words, tears rolled down his cheeks. He seated himself on the chair and took out one old photograph. The photograph contained a couple, with their child. He touched the face of the woman in photograph. I have your eyes, mother. I terribly miss you. I wish you had not ended the same way as your daughter-in-law. It was your fault. You misunderstood me. George Goes Down The Memory Lane George was three years old when his father left his mother. His mother brought him all by herself. From the very childhood, he was very keen in studies, soft-spoken, never interacted with anyone, always stayed inside his one room flat. He loved his mother dearly. Once his neighbor had insulted his mother in a harsh manner. He threw a large brick at the woman and fled with the pace of an arrow. He was taken to a home by the local court. He was diagnosed with mental illness. He tried to run away from the home, thrice and thrice he failed. The fourth time, he succeeded in fleeing from the home. The home was on fire. He had set the fire. He managed to escape and get to his house. As soon as he knocked at the door, his mother was angry and asked him to surrender to the police force. This could reduce his punishment to some extent. George was unmoved. That night, neither of them spoke to each other. Next morning, the door was found open and inside the house, a body was found open with a slit throat. Comes Back To The Grim Reality George wipes his tears and consoles himself. It is ok, George. It is completely fine. What you did is correct. They deserved to be killed. George Once Again Goes To The Flashback George loved this woman. They had first met at the Broadway theatre. Speaking To Himself There she stands in a yellow dress. She is looking pretty, prettiest of all. I stand gazing at her beautiful face. She is uttering something. Her lips are moving. She comes to him and asks for the last ticket that he owned. The theatre ran the play of Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare. She was a fan of Shakespeare, she said. She did not miss a single show in her lifetime. But this time, luck was not in her favor. She was too late for the last ticket. Hearing her sad story, George sacrificed his desires for a wonderful, young woman. Present Moment He takes the bloodstained knife in his hand and cleans it with a cloth. He smells the cloth and finds relief in it. He continues Come back, dear. Please come back and say those nice words to me. I want to relive those moments spent with you. Our first date, movies, luncheons, sleepovers, I miss everything. He takes out a ring from his waist pocket and says, See, I had bought this for you, darling. I wanted to take you on a date, movie, and lunch. Alas! If only you were alive. I wanted to confess my love for you. Goes Back To Flashback It was a bright sunny morning. George was sitting in a park, looking dreamily at the birds, contemplating. A voice draws his attention. It was the same girl, whom he had met at the theatre and fell in love with at the very first sight. The woman thanked him. He reciprocated. They became friends, good friends rather. They met every now and then. George was madly in love with her. He wanted to propose to her and ask her hand in marriage. One fine day, he dressed himself up in a nice suit, bought red roses and waited at the park for his ladylove. She did not come. Hours passed by. He was disgusted. He threw the flowers in the backyard. It was nighttime. She finally came but only to break his heart into bits and pieces. She said him about her Afro-American boyfriend whom she loved dearly. She wanted to be engaged with him. But her family was against it. She seeked help from George. He agreed and asked her to meet him the next evening at his place. Present Scenario Interior House Life is so unfair. You were the closest one I had to a family, dear. But you never understood my feelings. Instead of lying in a pool of blood, you would have been in my arms now, sweetheart. I did not want to kill you. I promise. I just wanted to hurt you just the way you had hurt my feelings. You broke my heart into a thousand pieces. But I still love you with all the broken pieces. I want to eternalize our love. I want to join you. No force in the world can separate us from each other. This night shall see the last of me, the last of true love. For one last time, shall I see the blue sky, the uncountable stars and the beauty of this wonderful night? You jump, I jump, remember? He Stands Up He takes the knife in his hands and holds it like a glass of wine and says, To the dearest and best women on Earth, I owe you my life as well as death. I love you both and in a short while, we are going to be united in death. Saying this, he slits his right hand, the hand that had the charges of two gruesome murders. He falls down. He attempts to touch the pale hand of the lifeless body and says, Nothing is going to change my love for you. You ought to know by now how much I love you. One thing you can be sure of that I have never asked for more than your love. He took his last breath.

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