Best Laid Punishment

As if there is no light

And no hope

She sighed

And gazed through the glass window

Smiles greeted her

Laughter echoed around her

But she was alone

Tears had drained long before

She was fuming within

Her kohl-lined eyes reflected her agony

She had dreams

Umpteen actually

Dreams of flying high

Embracing success and feeling blissful

But that seemed like a dream within a dream

Love and happiness seemed fictitious to her

Never in her life did she imagined

Yes! Never once she imagined

That the biggest and only dream that came true sometime before would immerse her into anguish

The pain was intolerable

There was no wounds; no scars.

Mere pain; as if a knot was detangling itself within the depths of your stomach. In such a scenario, how would you address that pain?

She wanted to scream at someone

But there was no one hear

She wanted to cry her heart out

But no hands to wipe those tears

A punishment, she concluded.

Her success was her punishment

That success for which she burnt mid night’s oil...

That success for which she pined fanatically

That success which she thought would put end to her plight – was her punishment

She marveled at the super-power’s plan

What a well thought out plan it was!

An impeccable one

As if mixing poison in a mouth-watering sweet

As if giving a slow-poison in the form of a chocolate

As if giving wings to fly high... Then cutting the wings only to fall miserably

She smiled...

Her success was many other’s dream

Her success was the world’s envy

But her success was her punishment

The best laid punishment ever!