For You

He was a Collector of talents!! Well to others !!

In fact it never mattered to him if he was that !!

He just wanted to be himself !!

Good, Bad, Evil or whatever they thought of him.

He had been through his own experiences of life. May be they were so, more because of his low IQ than anything else. He came from a humble background and didn’t pretend to be any different.

He was very much from the race of the humans and from amongst the almost extinct clans, the ancient warlike ones… Their weakness flowed in their veins…  The blood would rush into the head and they would react first and think later…

That apart, as a kid he was taught to believe in God and his Goodness, and prayers etc.

‘If you want anything you ask for it, and God gives it to you’, he was told.

It did work for him, he noticed. Whatever he asked from God, He gave it to him. Well it was so easy that the humans around him got madly envious of him. The envy brings a lot of stories and rumours, and he loved hearing them too ….!!

Things were on a roll for him until one day when a dwarf walked up to him that in the land of the fairies their king- beckoned a Collector, for his daughter.

In the land of the humans, that meant a messenger with a message.

Dumb and stupid as he was, he walked to the fairy and knelt on his knees asking her hand.

She spoke in some strange words in a stranger language and in a strangest tone.

That didn’t sound humble or humility in the human language so it could be humiliation, he guessed. Atleast in humans they did not humbled a man on his knees. A man would only kneel vanquished or before a lady. One had to be given a helping hand to raise him from the ground. That meant friendship in the humans. They expected that from friends.

He tried to reason and talk to her but she seemed to be lost somewhere…. Not sensing or responding to what he was saying… talking to strange people with her back turned to him…

Not even facing a man as he talked to someone was uncivilized in humans…

It was painful and humiliating. He realized that he must have been a fool or a retard to trust the dwarf.

He was in tears when from fairyland the fairy and her clan pushed him down

From the castles of fairyland, with a ‘thud’ sound fell the fool on the ground.

Those moments in the fairyland must have counted for months in the land of humans, but he could hardly understand what happened.

As he tried to fix the pieces of jigsaw puzzle, all he could realize that may be the fairies also drank the infamous manna and that made them believe that everyone else was a punching bag. May be their intoxicated mind was always on a high and everything seemed low and small- the way the drunks battered their wives believing that was brave of them ...

Good that in humans there was a feeling called revenge.

They didn’t mind being blinded in both their eyes if it took one of their rival’s eyes.

And so all he had to do was to stand next to another fairy.

As luck would be the first fairy was furious in her jealousy,

She demonstrated the lack of even the basic power of analysis.

But that cost him his name, fame and all that he had acquired in his life.

But revenge, oh revenge, it was sweet,

If it caused her some pain and her heart to bleed.

Atleast a human would have felt the pain he had gone through. He didn’t know about the fairies and their emotions. They seemed so incapable of thinking or feeling what another person may be going through.

He sat stocktaking what all had he lost in that game, when he realized he had been summoned for depositing his collections by the Lord superiors.

As he walked dragging his feet carrying his caracass, he heard a feeble voice of a fairy in the distance calling him. That sounded more hurtful, even if she were calling for him for she didn’t want the man, all she may have wanted was a Collector.

And that hardly mattered to him.

He was what he was and that mattered for him, being true to himself.

He could feel the fairy curse him, I will not let you live in peace.

That finally was love for her too for sure!!

For only in love one hated them the most, they loved the most!!

It was all square for him- love, pain and anger.

He didn’t mind burning in the flames of hell, as long she burnt there too!!