She tells me she’s preparing for a feast tonight. I know it is like the one’s she has had before.
“A little more grandeur with finesse” she adds “A feast where I’ll serve full to the brim and overflowing. Even the aftertaste would be like another feast itself. I’ll set out care, affection, tenderness, passion, zeal, devotion, love all choicest and yenning.”
“Who is the fortunate partaker?” I ask.
“Him” she says in a penetrating, smoky voice. Her eyes lit up.
“Him?” I question. “Why?” I demand.
She meets my gaze appealingly and says “Who else my darling? Who else?”
Resentfully I ask her to stir up to the time she had been to his feast.
“He has always set out for you crumbs mostly leftover and stale, rancid and zestless. He doesn’t even feel ashamed doing so” The colours on her face begin to fade, my voice becomes strident and words cease to sound courteous.
“And you lick the reeking insipid like an esurient child who hasn’t eaten since long not leaving behind a trace”
“It is not like that” she tries to assure but in vain.
“How long” I enquire “How long will it go on?”
She looks up to me with her eyes glittering “Until when I know not, mostly till I have only grief and malaise left to set out in porringers, goblets full of longing, platters of misery and wretchedness. Until he does not find my paucity dishonourable to him. Until i have nothing left in me to offer.”
There is silence. Speaking of the foolish “What if” i ask “What if you cease to breathe on from being so famished for far so long? When will you enlighten yourself with fact that what he sets out on the table will never be enough to feed you?”
She stands and walks to the door. “I’ll leave it for a thought another day. I am inclined to prepare for his arrival now” she walks away hurriedly and “NEVER” eventually comes to me the answer.
(This one is really old but had been nameless for quite a long time. Actually I couldn’t settle with anything until Mr. Reed Moore suggested “The Feast” as the title. Reed Moore is an amazing friend and a wonderful writer himself. Thanks Reed. Do visit his twitter page https://mobile.twitter.com/ReedAbbittMoore for some of his writings and also his book on amazon!)