Friday, February 26, 2010

Battle-worn

He hated it when someone called it a “battle scar”. That little cut that framed his left temple; a landmark of significance on a listless countenance. It was the remarkable outcome of an unremarkable game of football when he was young. Kids played rough and there’s always a possibility of collateral damage. He stroked his collateral damage with his index finger as the cigarette in his hand burned away into oblivion. “How did you get it?”, asked the person next to him, half-expecting a story with angry mobs wielding sticks and sickles carving their displeasure into his face. He looked away, surveying the people surrounding him. All strangers, all expecting a story full of fists and fury, a story with rage against the system and an uncontrollable anger leading to nihilism. After all, no one came to an anger management session without a good story. Not a demolition man. Not one who'd have overseen destruction and hypothesized the consequences of it. Not one who would have had to bear the anger of all he so destroyed. His shoulders dropped some more and with an effort he raised himself to respond to the query. “Life did it”, responded the divorcee, reflecting on the demolitions he did that he never had signed up for.

8 comments:

frissko said...

Reminded me of Somerset Maugham's 'Man with the scar'. If you haven't read it, read it...you'll see what i mean...

Parth said...

@Frissko: I indeed haven't. Will do so.

IdeaSmith said...

Ooh wonderful. The first line especially. And the last one.

Thank you for dropping by. E Vestigio is a good friend and I hold everyone she likes in high esteem.

More conversations soon. Write more, please.

Parth said...

@IdeaSmith: Thanks for returning the compliment and dropping by too. I suppose there's some benefit of being in E Vestigio's blog roll then :) Good to hear from you. Let's stay in touch on each other's blogs.

mystic rose said...

good fiction.

Parth said...

@Mystic Rose: Thanks!

Nocturne said...

@Parth: a real gem, P. i take umbrage to the label "fiction" though, because this one is far from a fabrication, misrepresentation or illusion.

Parth said...

@Nocturne: It is fiction because it is a figment of my imagination. But I see where you are coming from. It could very well be someone else's story being played out here.