This takes place in America.
(The end scene before I wake up)
I’m walking away because of this older white dude. Who wouldn’t allow me to give her, her long golden chain earrings. So I give it to the older man angrily. Cussing at him.
As I walk away there is an explosion. The old man is incinerated. She was right next to him. She gets pushed away from the explosion. I see the chains flying off in the settled and not so cold snow
I grab the golden chain earring and run towards her. There is David Cumberbatch attending to her. He leaves after I’m there.
(I carry her and try to walk away from the chaotic scene. She’s bleeding on the right side of her stomach.)
She asks, “is this really happening?” I’m trying to live with you and saying that she passes away.
(And then I wake up)
(The story begins from here)
I am at a concert in America. I’m standing where the supporters of Shotty Horroh (Battle Rapper from Manchester) are standing. Shotty Horroh makes entrance. High fiving everyone. I’m the second one to receive high five as he walks past. He high fives two more and then begins singing and Rapping.
We are all hooting for Shotty Horroh
A group of crowd has formed a dancing group. I’m in it too.
I see a girl, wearing a black leather jacket. We’re trying to hit the conversation going. I’m wearing power glasses and look like a student with some metal t-shirt and hoodie with Iron Maiden print on it.
This girl says you don’t fit the crowd, what do you do? I prepare myself to blast a numerous things to tell her about what I do.
I ask her “are you ready?”
She says “don’t tell me.”
I respond, “I should say, figure it out”
She gives a gentle laugh.
We have clicked as friend, already. We are dancing to the song. Her friends gather near her. She says “I will hang with my friends, some moment please.
I gently give her space and step back to the crowd nearby where others are also dancing to the beat of some alternative song. She has decided to leave the place where we are currently, which is taking place in an open outdoor area. The weather is chilled and the time is about; when the sun is near to set.
As she walk away looking backwards at me. I hear Shotty Horroh singing “Last Resort” by Paparoach. The crowd has gone wild and so I also want to jam my ass off while singing along.
I move closer to the crowd and dance metal style (jumping, metal hand signs)
I look at her she is leaving. I take a look back, she is about to leave. I follow her.
Just next to this party. There is another party going on where people are just simging on a mic and it seems anyone can join. We walk through the crowd to go closer and see. And suddenly; before I know. I find myself so close to the mic area where there is a band of musicians with their instruments next to the mic. She tries to sing and I make up hum sounds and La la la la’s and sing along with her. We are doing great until another girl comes to the mic before us and sings her own stuff. I feel offended that she has ruined my friends moment. I feel for this girl, whom I just met as a close friend.
I ask the girl in front us, to not to ruin my friend’s moment. The second girl says “beat me in signing” so I go to her mic. The music is playing. And we are making up our own songs, while singing one sentence at a time.
The second girl wants to leave singing. Maybe I’ve beaten her or maybe she had enough. Another guy steps in her place. We have gone in metal mode of singing challenge. When it was about to get intense. Two cops show up and handcuffs this guy and me and this another dude. They start walking us to the station. The police leads, we are walking down the road. He is holding one end of the handcuff and the other end is cuffed to my right hand where I see myself wearing grey gloves.
I ask the police. What was the word we spoke that ended us up in handcuffs. The police guy responds “metal music is banned in America”
I say ” I didn’t know”, “it’s my first time in America” “is there anyway sir, you could; please, let me go”
While we are all walking down the road. The other guy and the police leading him are walking in front of me and some people from the crowd where we were previously having singing challenge; has come and joined the walk to go till station to see if we’re alright.
The police leading me, loosens my cuff which slides off easily through my gloves and I run backwards up the hill.
I return back where my friends are. It’s a different area than, where we were before.
I reach a place where friends and some people are chilling in front of a house. I know some of them. Music jam is happening. We leave after sometime and find ourselves is this same open area where music festival is happening. I meet one more girl. Her name is “E.” She is an old friend from where I used to work. She used to be simple, back then. But now, she too, has turned into metal music lover type. Has a white t-shirt with black jeans and black leather jacket on.
She asks ” how are you?” I replied “I’m good”
Then she ask “why didn’t you post any pictures on social media”
I begin to think to myself (“playing ghost makes an impact and keeps them wondering”) Hmmm (it’s a wonderful strategy, must apply it more often)
Little further, I noticed her boyfriend on the rooftop of a one floor small building which has a bar, underneath the building. I see him playing the drums with a group band.
I told E, “your boyfriend is looking at us, so I’ll leave.”
I make my exit from E’s sight and catch up to my friends, nearby, we walk around. And come to find myself close to this same building where the bar was located. From outside, through the window pane, from where I see E, making-out with her boyfriend, but didn’t seem like a passionate one. I try not to look. Then I look again and see her dancing metal style with her leather jacket, off.
I think to myself, this girl has changed so much.
Just 10 steps away from me, there is a glass door with metal frames to enter and exit the bar.
E comes outside of that bar place. Outside, where I already am, outside of the bar also has a different section of the music festival. There is music everywhere and a different crowd everywhere for different music section. Kind of like Rave style of festival, where different music is being played next to each other after a certain distance not to cancel out each other’s music and disturb. I hear some chilled tango going on. E is dancing outside too, I walk forward towards E and dance in front of her. The music changes to more tempo filled salsa which was of romantic type. We hold each other’s hands and dance in a mixed bold dance and salsa, to the best of salsa. The dancing platform is a wooden area which starts flat at first, after a certain point it inclines upwards and again it continues as a flat surface but at a certain height, which is connected to supported beams. We’re dancing exactly on the inclined surface, carefully, not letting her fall.
We’re dance towards up the incline wooden platform and before reaching the top of the platform, E feels scared and we slide down, every now and again. I carry her weight on me and don’t let her fall.
There is one couple dancing below the incline surface where it starts to become flat again and one couple above us, where the incline ends and becomes flat again moving away from me.
On one of the the slide down part, while dancing. We both slip and crash into the couples dancing below. We all fall, off the wooden surface and on the the grassy area.
Their shoes have come off when we crashed into each other. I apologize many times, while picking up their shoes and hand it to them. E also helped me to gather, both their shoes.Of which, the girl was wearing red high heels and the guy had black leather shoes.
At the same time, I noticed E’s golden earring, shaped like a long chain and had a round solid gold hanging at the end of the chain type earrings; had fallen out of her pocket. I picked them up and we walk away, as if to leave.
As we make our exit from this crowded area. At the outer side of the crowd watching the dance, there was an older man sitting on a chair, dressed formal but with badges like an officer of police or army.
As i was about to hand over the earrings to E. This white Canadian older man. Who didn’t like my presence near E, seemed like he doesn’t trust me near E.
Maybe because we fell while dancing and also made one more couple to fall. Or maybe it was my metallic attire prints on my hoodie, he didn’t happen to like because he judged the way I was dressed.
He matched the appearance to be of that of a high class status people from the he was dressed. This man, E and me. We were all in a close perimeter of eachother. I tell the man. Okay, you hand it to her. And walk away to give space. Assuming he’ll hand it over to E and E will follow me.
As I walk away cussing cussing at this man on a talking to self manner.
Behind me, I hear a small explosion. And look at immediately. In an instance
I noticed the man is not there anymore. Must’ve been incinerated by the blast. She was a bit next to him. The blast happened behind the man and must’ve blocked most of the blast protecting E.
She got pushed away from the explosion. I see the golden chains flying off in the settled and not so cold snow. (This area had not been cleared of snow, as it was further and near the end of the crowd sitting or standing area)
I run towards where the golden chain earring flew off to and run towards E. There is David Cumberbatch attending to her. He leaves after I’m there.
(I carry her and try to walk away from the chaotic scene. She’s bleeding on the right side of the stomach and there’s blood all over her)
She asks herself, out loud. Is this really happening? Looks at me and tells me, I’m trying to live my life with you, (saying that she passes away).
I came to realize, while we danced she had changed to a different thought towards me and wanted to take a chance with me.
I’m left with this thought and feeling, stunned and emotionless. E has passed away and I’m left staring at the sky
(And then i woke up, find myself on my bed, in Kathmandu) (What a dream!!!)