The story of Satisfaction

13 Aug

Once upon a time, in a far off land was a small tribe that people called as Life. And in there lived a young girl named Satisfaction. She was pretty, innocent, serene, simple and unworldly. And most importantly she was born that way. Totally genuine and untainted. No one ever paid much attention to her. Some did not even know she existed. They were so busy noticing others, that she was almost obscure. But that never had any impact on her. Happy and content her. As she grew (in her own indistinct little world) she stayed the same except for a small but big thing. She fell in love. She fell in love with a handsome young man, Freedom. He was what no one could define. Strong as a cyclone but soft as a breeze. He did what he wanted, the way he wanted and whenever he wanted. He was powerful enough to infect strength on anyone that came along his way. Sure he got into troubles but they were his own and that kept him himself.

And then one fine day when all the beautiful stars of the universe were in a perfect line, he saw her. And he knew she completed him. Her anchored to ground attitude and his untameable ferocity was a perfect match. They belonged. And all was defined in their own small universe.

But if only anything was perfect. When Adam and Eve ate that apple they caught it, and it’s impossible to get rid of. It was the Greed, a sinful devil. Greed met Satisfaction one day and insinuated into her an idea. An evil idea of wanting more. And also told her that she felt complete with Freedom only because she hadn’t met Success. A rich, influential, significant hypnotising man called Success. How Success was a dream of anyone alive. How he was what everyone wanted. He could make people dance to his whims and fancies. World bowed to him.

The inception of that very idea tainted her pure little universe. Although she didn’t believe Greed, yet now she was curious. Curious to experience if she could belong more to Success than Freedom. And the enigma of Success drew her away. Away from Freedom, away from herself and away from her perfect world. She kept running to chase Success. Stupid, pretty girl gave up everything just to know if the grass was greener the other side. Success was uncatchable. The more she seemed to own him, the more was there to own. And in the zeal of combining both of them (Success and Satisfaction) into one, she wasted away her entire life. She now knew they were not what she had sought after. And when she looked into mirror one day, she realised that in the quest of winning Success, she had lost herself. She wasn’t what she was anymore. She longed for Freedom and herself and her beautiful life that she had left behind. So she stood up and left. She walked all those paths and reached her old tribal village. She knew she had missed a lot she could never get back. Her eyes full of tears she searched for Freedom everywhere. Her heart falling into pieces over regret and guilt, she kept looking for him. And there he stood. Just as before. The completing piece of her puzzle. Freedom. She threw herself in his arms and with the tears of joy drained out her remorse and pains. All that had blemished her soul washed away. As she sank in the arms of her love, she knew they could now live happily ever after.

P.S. Criticisms welcomed but I have written a short story after a (really) long time. Please be considerate of this fact and also the inexperience. 🙂


4 Responses to “The story of Satisfaction”

  1. Tatsat August 18, 2012 at 12:02 am #

    If you have written this yourself, I would have to admit that I am stumped ! I could never have written this- not even in a couple of years. What an amazing concept this really is !!
    I never read short stories or any story for that matter. But this one is good. Really !
    The movie enthusiast in me, however, would like to add 😛 – how about if Success turned out to be the split personality of Freedom 😀

    And then we could say… Being truly free is what success is 🙂 Like how Dude SRK turned out to be the boring SRK in Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi 😛
    PS- I hate that movie though…

  2. another journey August 18, 2012 at 12:07 am #

    Its flattering to know you liked it so much.
    I am thinking to write another one with the same characters (Movie enthusiast this side too ;)).

    P.S. I hate that movie too. 🙂

  3. Tina Liu August 21, 2012 at 12:45 pm #

    I nominated you for the Inspiring Blog Award. Congratulations! 😀 Link for instructions:

    • another journey August 22, 2012 at 1:31 am #

      This is really generous of you, Tina.
      Thanks a lot. 🙂

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