And a fine rainy evening,
She came knocking at my door.
To liven-up my soul,
Frozen in its core.
"Hey !! Need a place to stay... for a while... is the 'To-Let for My Heart' still on ?? "
(Finally, a tenant for my heart, I was happy)
"Yeah. It is... but.."
"Its ain't a perfect place... Its a wreck. Has a lot of bruises.... tears... cracks."
"hmmm... when the last tenant was here... Me and my heart kinda made a irrevocable treaty. Consequently, I closed its doors and intentionally lost the key and left the previous tenant locked in there to die. When..."
"When I finally came back... She was disintegrated... putrid... Lifeless "
I broke down. She who was listening, came close by me and soothed me with all her hands in my shoulder.
"I tried to dislodge the remnants of her... Fragments of her were knitted secure to my heart... didn't come off easily... parts of her shredded the walls of my heart... "
She spoke at last...
"Hmmmm... that explains the bruises, tears and cracks... "
"So, as I said... It ain't new... aint perfect either... needs a lot of mending... and I completely understand if you don't want to stay there now..."
"Dude.... see this ??" (she turns back to show off her work pack) "I AM the right person for your heart... I fix things, fuse them up... "
"I can sew up your heart in no time and I'll be the best tenant you never had. So, when can I move in? "
She made me smile. I liked her. Perhaps she is the right person to lodge in my heart for the time being... I replied,
She made a chirpy smile and a second later she was populating my lonely heart.
Suddenly, I remembered...
"What's your name then ?? Did I ask it ??"
"No man.. You didn't. Thought You would never ask."
(to be continued... next fragment is a 55 fiction)