The King’s Tomb
It was a hushed evening. The sky was with clouds. Mr. ‘M’, my colleague told me that there is a chance for rain within one hour. The time was then around 6.30. I was sitting on the tomb of the King of Bidar; who died centuries ago. Once he was the mighty king in all the ways. ‘M’ has gone for a smoke.
I was alone there in the tomb. I felt the fragrance of Arabian scent … I could see the King is sitting beside me.
‘‘Hi Joe, do you feel strange?’’ He asked…
‘’No, I was expecting you, really’’ I answered.
‘’That’s great’’. He looked to the tomb of the queen…
“You still love her?” I asked…
He answered with a question… “Why couldn’t I”
“I can’t believe…, I think you are lying to me” I revealed my doubt…
“See Joe, you are in Bidar for last three days. The first day evening you have visited me here. I heard that your friend is narrating the story of me, the girls and the queen to you. Also I heard you are talking that within these three days all the girls in these tombs are became your girlfriends except the queen…” He pointed to the tombs of the girls…
I agreed. There were no other choices…
“Shall we have a walk to the queen’s tomb…?” I become little scary… ‘M’ is quite away from us… the tomb of the queen is about 200 meters far from the King’s tomb… it is getting dark… the people who came for evening walk are already left the place… He got it and told me “Don’t worry man, come on… we will return fast…” He started to walk.
It was not a clean road… bushes and stones were hurdling… he jumped over the stones and walked fast… I followed him with a mysterious mood…
I thought of seeing the queen there in the tomb. But, not at all… He assumed the same and told me… “You can’t see her here… even I… and never, I think”
“Why…???” I become curious… “No answer…” He sighed
“I can’t believe that you have killed hundreds of girls…!!!” I don’t know from where I got the confidence to tell him this, deliberately to frustrate him. I though he will get angry…
He laughed and told… “They are died Joe, I didn’t kill them…”
“You mean natural death…?”
“Yeah… of course, I know that you are working in the context of a new kind of disease and you have a scope of large level discussion on sex, sexuality etc. like” he was very confident…
“Can you believe, all these girls came to me and married to death with their own intension…? I didn’t ask or order anyone to come to me… they only choose and they only decided….” The king becomes emotional… “They were not preys, they were devotees like… enjoyed the life in its utmost and died in it without losing the pleasure…”
“The stories tell that you killed them with your lust”
“I’m sure, you know the meaning of myth, legend and tales… still you also call it as a story… you distinct it man…” he became little harsh… and pointed his finger to me “You are a fool… you started to love all these girls because you think that they are suppressed and murdered… I can bet, they never love anybody else than me in the universe. Do you know why they are buried beside me in the same tomb…”
I just have a look to the tombs of the girls… they are more than 100s
“…it is their wish, not my wish… then you can imagine it as you are a human being…”
“King…” I tried to get normal “then what about your death… The queen killed you like the same way you have killed the girls… that is what the narratives talks about…”
He laughed again “I must tell you that she is not… Now you are calling it as narratives… rather than story… that is a good change…”
“Then…?” I became curious again…
“It is mystifying still… She loves me like anything… she only decided to keep away from me and to continue the spiritualistic love like devotion… Bust the system asked us to get marry… there were someone else, who wished to see her alive in the world… I don’t know who??? It is still mysterious…
……….. You talk about sex and sexuality… Learn it… hopefully you can unlock the mystery…”
The king entered into his tomb and vanished…
“Sir, we have to go… the rain will fall now…” Mr. ‘M’ asked to me to move…
