Revolta

Seeker or Believer? He wondered in a combination of dismay and gladness.

A distant roar threatens to overwhelm the familiar noise, drawing closer every minute. Today Jack just wants to climb the flyover, hit the road and finally merge into the traffic in his green car to reach Revolta- the theatre that plans to stage a musical in a few minutes time.

He takes two tickets and does not wait for his guest to come, instead he enters the theatre alone, with a full blown enthusiasm, a sort of blush on his face that reaches his eyes, making them gleam.

He takes the corner seat and puts the second ticket on the seat to his left, not waiting for her to come.

The lights go off and the musical begins. As it progresses, Jack smiles, laughs, cries and reacts to each line of the musical, the way he had done when he had first seen it.

The musical ends and Jack sees a beautiful girl dressed in a black, who comes up to him and looks at him in deep astonishment and surprise.

“What are you doing here Grandpa? Grandma died last night! You are not behaving like a grieving widower should!”

“I wasn’t here tonight to see the musical. I came here to feel her, the way I did forty six years back on our first date. Revolta was never this beautiful.”

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Well, don’t know from where this came from……….