Sole NO 13

Sole NO 13

It was crystal clear that it was a dream but something kept tugging her from awaking and accepting it was flat out of her stupid cerebellum creation. She dreamt about herself as Cinderella in her party attire and was in magical pumpkin carriage carrying her to the prince’s ball. She was dancing like she was in trance and then the horrible thing happens, it’s like kid getting his candy snatched by some big, ugly classmate or else guys watching an interesting match and the signal is lost or power gets cut off and for her it was when the clock stricken 12’o clock and she races towards her carriage like a marathon running for the first position burning all his energy and even using up adrenaline pump too. While running she loses her glass sandal which is found by the prince and he sets out for searching for her. As if someone has pressed a forward button rest of the story gets sped up and it halts at the scene where the prince asks for Cinderella to try the glass sandal. For horror she watches her feet were overgrown as a curse has befallen on her. At that moment, Vincet awakes from her nightmare and her sight falls on her feet which were visible and were twinkling, she blinks thrice to clear her head and to let herself settle down, later she realised that it wasn’t her delusion but it was just trick of sunlight which was peeking into her dark bed room without permission through the slit formed between the drapes of her window.

Vincet gets ready quickly to her job and as she opens her closet and suddenly remembers about buying new pair of footwear to her marathon feet and as usual adds it to her things to remember list in her mind, obviously to forget. She leaves her apartment and rushes towards the cab waiting for her outside and slides into her seat beside her friend Radha and starts narrating the whole nightmare in her best animated way. They reach their office and go to their confined cubicles.

Vincet has a white pale skin which sometimes gives doubt whether she really has any ounce of blood in her system but in contrary she works like a horse, in short a workaholic. Her eyes were dark black as clouds of storm holding a lot of lightening which can strike you at any moment, hair was as black as her eyes with few curls which made her even more breath taking.

That day there were piles of work and target dead lines were hanging on her head and she immediately got immersed in her work and pushed the whole world around her aside. She noticed the time on her watch when her stomach gave a grumbling sound like the engine of a bike or car which had seen a lot of miles on its speedometer to get started. She giggled to herself and got up to stop the work and carry some of it to her apartment to complete and get relieved from the sword which was on her throat.

She works late and collapses on her bed with her lappy on her lap. This time she dreams about herself as a lady who was made to wear magical dancing shoes by trickery. For horror she starts dancing continuously and gets rescued by some good person but to her disbelief, the moment that handsome guy removes her shoes her feet start growing and it looks as if it they won’t inhibit growing. She suddenly wakes up from her usual nightmare sweating profusely on a cold night.

It Saturday and she decides to go for shopping of footwear mainly and enters a showroom and once again her imaginative skills take plunge into her active part of brain. She imagines being led by many attendants and she also notices the whole showroom was lit by bright lights and each glass shelves were filled by many stylish footwear, her eyes were glittering as if those show lights were in her own eyes and their switch was on. It. was a awestruck moment for her, she came back to reality when she noticed the salesperson started shouting in her direction to make her hear his voice.

“Madamji which type of footwear you want and what’s your price range?” salesperson asked.

“I just want to have those type of footwear and price range is upto 1000 bucks bhaiyyaji” Vincet replied by pointing towards to some pairs which were being displayed in those glass shelves.

“What size do you want?”

For this she bit her lower lip and replied “I want sole size 12 or 13”.

Salesperson left into interior of the showroom asking her to sit down or watch out for more models. She waited like someone waiting for her results and in the meanwhile she chews her lipstick without knowing and swore after realising what she had done to her lips.

He came hiding his face behind the building of the boxes containing footwear, looking at that site she smiles to herself and silently gets all charged up to choose but to her dismay he passes her and drops carefully those boxes in front of another customer and asks her once again for her foot size.

Vincet got up and tries to control her build anger by dipping her hands into her jeans and tells her sole size again by asking him to be quick at least for this time. He returns carrying a few boxes and opens them and asks her to choose and rolls his eyes. She gets out with a cloud stocked up with charge, ready to burst open anyone who would just dare enough to intrude her.

She bursts out of the mall with fury which was not going to reduce that easily. She sits on a bench of park and starts brooding over what she faced back in that showroom. Radhika passes by her and sits besides her and guesses her volcano with lid which was going to burst on someone and approaches her carefully to enquire about reason behind her state of mind. After listening to whole thing she advices her to visit another shop at another place where Vincet thought she couldn’t find her size footwear.

“Could you.........would you accompany me for shopping if she was free to come along with her?” vincet asks hesitatingly.

“Of course it would be fun to go shopping with you and do you really need to ask a favour from your friend, damn you Vincet”.

They get into a cab to the place where she could find her heaven.

The cab driver drops them to the place they asked him to take them and leaves them. Vincet stands infront of the shop and looks at it as if she was going into an examination centre without any preparation frightened of failing the exam.

Radhika observes her being tensed and waiting her to take the move but atlast nudges her to step into the shop.

As they step into the shop which was occupying only one customer, they both were guided to take over their seats. “Which type of footwear and what size do you prefer to have ma’am?”

Instead of Vincet answered his question and asked to bring most of varieties while Vincet was still in another world. She returned back in to real world when he brought boxes and Radhika tugged on to her sleeve. She noticed why she was tugging her.

“Ma’am can try out some models which you find likeable?” She tries and selects some of them and finds out to of her taste and at that instane a smile appears playfully making her more astonishing.

“Hmmm....... Rads I’m quiet confused to select among these ten pairs you know” Vincet tells her friend and inturn asks her opinion to make her work easy while making a pleasant face to her.

Radhika giggles as she could have burst into laughter instead and poke Vincet who was now pouting like a kid.

“what’s so funny,huh?”

“Nothing it’s just mood swings which always make laugh Vincy. First you were angry and ready eat away the person who was going to give a nudge to you to explode and now you are like a kid with his latest and first edition superman comic.”

She sniffed the climate and controlled herself not laugh at her and helped her to choose and also bargain as Vincet was on cloud 9 ans wasn’t ready to bargain with the shopkeeper.

They left and as Radhika was expecting to have party going to given by her friend Vincy for helping her and as if Vincy could read her thoughts she took her to a pizza hut and order enough for a battalion to eat and made their day.

Vincet reaches her apartment and drops her shopping bags on the floor and opens the boxes while her stomach was filled with butterflies and tries them out and after getting tired up, places them into closet of footwear and reaches her bed.

She dreams of Cinderella wearing The glass shoe found by the Prince and fitting into without overgrowing foot to be seen The dream shifts to the lady dancing with shoe on her feet and without knowing a smile lits up her face making it more charming.