Fairytale

‘Don’t wander to that hill my son. It is where the house of the sun is. Don’t ever visit the house.’ Said Grandma. ‘Why?’ asks the boy. ‘The demon without a face lives in the house. No one has ever seen him. Those who have, never returned.’ And so the boy decides to visit The House of the Sun. He takes his sword, his cell phone, his magic robe, and sets off towards the hills on his R’Enfield. Granny knows where he is going, and doesn’t stop him. She knows she has been successful in moulding him into a proper human being. Now he has to travel the rest of the path to become the man he was destined to. And so sets the boy his journey towards the House of Sun. He travels on a dusty highway for four days. On the fifth day he sees the girl. He stops.




Boy: Who are you?

Girl: I’m the gypsy.

Boy: Where are you from?

Girl: Nowhere.

Boy: Where are you going?

Girl: I don’t know. Will you give me a ride?

Boy: Sure. Hop on.



And so they set off, towards the hills.



Girl: Where are you going?

Boy: Over the hills.

Girl: Why?

Boy: To visit the House of Sun.

Girl: Why?

Boy: To kill the faceless demon.

Girl: Why?

Boy: So people are not scared of him anymore.

Girl: Why are people scared of him?

Boy: Because he has no face.

Girl: That’s weird.



And they travel on.



A gas station pops up in the middle of the highway.



Boy: Lets stop, my bike needs gas.



So they stop the bike in the gas station, an abandoned structure standing on the middle of nowhere. The boy gets his gas, still available in the station. The girl loiters around. Suddenly she finds a tape recorder. She brings it to the boy. They find a tape inside it. The boy presses the play button. They hear the wheels spinning inside. Then a voice blares out.



Voice: Hello strangers! If you have discovered this tape then probably you’re heading towards House of Sun. This is a statutory warning stating that anyone visiting the house has to be armed with sharp nails and teeth, and must have a twisted logic, and must be scared. Happy Journey ahead.

Boy: whatever.



And they get on the bike and travel on. After traveling for four more days they reach the hills. They find an escalator, moving at the base of the hill. They get out of the bike and step on it. The escalator takes them towards the hill tops. As they gain altitude they see the mountain become grey. They find an orchard here, a farm there, all empty and dried up. As they reach the top they see a large castle standing. A castle in ruins. They approach it. No one’s around. They approach the door of the castle. A rusty lock hangs from the door. The boy touches the lock. And it melts. They open the door to find an empty room, an empty heart, an empty mind. They search the rooms. All are empty. The Castle is empty. But a faint thumping noise enters their ears. A drum beat, a very peculiar drum beat. They are scared. And slowly the drumbeat starts to get loud. They try to look for the exit, and they can’t find it. The beat becomes louder, and louder, and louder. They panic, they cry out. The beat is now ear-piercing. The beat thumps down on their heart, it clogs their heart, it coagulates their blood.



Suddenly they find two little, yellow butterflies mingling in the grasses like two teardrops of god herself. Probably it is the mating season. And the drum beat stops, the heart finally rests. They find their way out. They find the exit. They come out of the castle. They are not scared anymore. Now they know who the faceless demon is. And they also know he is dead. The heart has stopped beating, and he is never coming back, coming back to get them. And they feel happy.



Boy: now what do we do?

Girl: I don’t know. What do you want to do?

Boy: probably get to know you better.

Girl: why?

Boy: because I love you.

Girl: ok.

Boy: well?

Girl: well what?

Boy: do you love me?

Girl: well… I guess I do.

Boy: let’s get back to the bike.

Girl: ok.



And they live happily ever after…