Asylum

Some things are just impossible to believe, just like believing what if fire is cold and ice is hot. It’s pretty weird to think in such a way, but childish brain always there to get all the answer to there questions. I write differently and characters of my story are also different and creepy just like me. So I am about to start a new story which take the reader into a new world created with dreams and imaginations, a world so pure and far away from the realities of this black infernal world. Why the title is asylum? First question arose in the readers mind. In the end the whole scenario changes so can’t tell in the starting.

           I don’t know where to start my story from, because story of about this guy named Phil. Phil is dead now, but I want to tell the story which caused his death. It’s not a suicidal story but it’s a story of this guy who thinks differently. I know it’s an awkward start but it’s my attempted murder on a new kind of story writing. Every second four children are born of everyday and just 2 people die every second of everyday. A weird statistics but no one knows that in every second of birth of four children how many children survive and some are left to die. Phil was raised by his very rich uncle, who always look after Phil like sun took care of this earth with it sunshine. There were always those warm arms to feel the loneliness from the word parents. Phil never felt any different from other children because of his caring uncle. Phil’s uncle name was John, so Uncle John had his family too. Uncle John had two sons and his wife. Phil both cousins were just like the Siamese twin cats from lady and the tramp, always menacing. So they were the only trouble for poor Phil.

             Phil’s cousin always use to do blame Phil for there devilish work, but still Phil loved them like brothers and take all there blames on himself happily. They were like superman and robin for Phil. They taught Phil all the bad deeds with them, as he was one for the crime partner. But they love each other very much. So after messing around here and there sleeping time was the best time for Phil. He loved to dream and think about his parents. Despite having a caring uncle, nothing could replace his loneliness when he was alone in his room. The empty room started swallowing him up in deep thoughts as the room transformed into his own magical world. The lamp which provided light to the room, with Phil imagination transformed into a fire breathing dragon and the shadow of the tree outside which falls in his room transformed into a black knight trying to slay the dragon. He used to think differently from other children of his age. His mind was filled with fairy tales and his own wild imagination.

             My story isn’t complete without a tragedy, but it’s not a big one. On a sunny day, the sun was radiating the heat of the innocent faces of children playing in the play ground and the sweat pouring out of the skin like water. Phil and his cousin where there too, they were having loads of fun at the playground. There was this huge apple tree filled with heavenly red juicy apples. Everyone in the play ground wanted to have those juicy mouthwatering apples just like Adam and Eve and the mystical fruit of heaven. So Phil and his cousin’s eyes where also stuck on the apple tree. The green leaves covering the bright red shiny apples and when the sun rays fall on them they shine like rubies. They went close to the apple tree to get some apple for themselves but the apples where out of reach. So the decided to make there own childish plans, where as Phil was seeing the apple tree as a giant which so he gave an idea of throwing rocks at the tree and getting some apple.  So they throw every possible stone they can get there hands on, some stone where small and some where big and bulky. One of Phil’s cousins threw a big stone and a big juicy apple dropped down. Phil ran to pick the apple while his other cousin was unaware and they threw a big stone at the tree.

            The gravity which is screwing this world to the centre made the big bulk stone to drop on Phil’s head. Phil didn’t died there so don’t worry. The stone just bruised his head and blood started to come pour out. Uncle John rushed him to the hospital, as he was just like a bird in a cage, so confused and worried for poor Phil. The doctor fixed the open wound and put a bandage on it. So the problem was solved. But was Phil alright? Yes Phil was absolutely alright and after coming back from the hospital started playing again. This was how Phil was with his cousins and in his home but at school Phil was a different guy. He had loads of friends and a eye candy for the teacher because he got good grades. This made his cousins jealous and envy him where everyone in the school loved his company because he was fun and out spoken. The best thing about him was that he use to take part in every activity happening in school such as drams plays and even he knew how to play guitar.

              In his final years of high school he took part in the school annual play, which was “Romeo and Juliet”. The best Juliet Phil had ever seen, Heather, one of his class fellows. Lush blonde hear always falling on his shoulders, as soft as silk and her beautiful non like a girl from this world but and angel send out of this world. It was love at first sight as his eyes got stuck on the Juliet of his life. Phil had loads of fun while being in the play as the Romeo. On the final day Heather and Phil both fall for each other and Heather also became a part of Phil’s like.  Time ran so fast like the ever moving restless sea and the oceans. They started going out with each other and become so close to one another. They felt like they were meant for each other. Every day of Phil’s life was like a carnival, full of joy and fun because he knew heather was beside her.

             Time go on and Heather and Phil was done with there high school. Phil stated playing guitar and became one of the member of the most famous band as a guitarist. Life was going so awesome for Phil. Where on other hand Heather opened up her own ballerina school and started teaching little children in it. Every evening they use to meet each other and enjoy each others company as Phil made thing interesting with his imagination. One day Uncle John felt sick and was hospitalized, Phil got worried and when to see him. As he arrived Uncle John was no longer there. He had been to a place where there was bright light and serenades playing harps. Uncle John had departed, leaving Phil alone on his own. Tears dropped like the rain drops from the sky, but so pitching. Phil was shocked, he decided to go away from that town and live on his own because he cant bare the pain of losing his loved one. Leaving Heather, Phil when away from the town a start a career as a musician. He became such a renounced guitarist, as his eyes and hands where so use to the guitar.

          Phil became so rich and famous that everyone even his cousins use to hear his songs. He became a pop sensation, due to his wild imagination. He use to party every night with big star and hottest girls of town. One day everything was about to change when Phil had some problem with his eyes, he went to doctor and doctor asked him that was he ever got hit with something in his head or an accident. Phil was suffering from a never damage when was cause by the stone which hit him in the head while he was a child. He was shocked to hear about it and was worried because doctor told him that he could go blind. The fear was embedded in is head so tightly that he use to think about going blind every second of the minute. But he was having fate in God and after few weeks he forgot about it.      

           Phil was becoming more famous day by day as he launched his new album which was a major hit. With fan following all over the world, he had to perform at the most prestigious rock concert. His tickets were sold like wild fire, everyone wanted to see him perform live. Heather on other hand also wanted to meet him again. So she counted days with impatience. The big days arrived, everyone were so excited. Phil had never performed in front of such a big crowd in his entire life so butterflies were flying in his stomach. In came in front of a huge crowd and the crowd and the crowd became wild and started screaming. When Phil stated to perform something went terribly wrong, Phil was unable to see anything. Phil had lost his eye sight, a massive tragedy in Phil’s life. He started panic and he fall of the stage and broke his right arm. They event management crew took him to the nearby hospital. On other hand Heather came running after him to the hospital to see if he was alright. Phil was lying on the bed just like a dead man. His aim and fame all turned to dust.

           Heathers voice was just life a raft for the drowning poor Phil. But Phil didn’t want her to see him in that condition. But Heather took Phil to her home. Phil cant even play his guitar because hi could see anything and he cant even grab his guitar due to a broken hand. Phil started losing hope but heather tried to bring him back to life. Phil started living in his own imaginary world, he stopped talking and he was always thinking. He stated seeing his parents and his dead Uncle John. The trauma made him go back to the time when he was a child and how he use to play with his cousins. He stopped eating as well so Heather took her to the doctor. After examining him, doctor told her hat he had been in a shock and it they are unable to treat him because he has lost all hope in himself. Doctor advises Heather that she should put her in the asylum for further treatment. So she had no hope and drop Phil into the asylum.

            A dark scary place, filled with screams of mentally disturbed and people who where rejected by fates surrounded the place. Everything was just like big black hole eating everything up. Phil had to life his life his life within those huge dark walls. But Phil had his own world, a world made with his own imagination. After many weeks of therapy, doctors were unable to cure him so they put him with all the uncured mentally disturbed people. One day Phil had an imagination which was so real. He saw his parents in the imagination; they were calling Phil to themselves. He felt it real and started running after them and Uncle John was also present. While Phil was running he was unaware the he was coming close to the end of the roof top. Tears started rolling and a smile was on his face, Phil fall of the huge building and landed on the merciless rocks. Story of Phil ended there as he reached to his desired place where his parents and Uncle John had been. He was free from all the misery and pain he was bearing. So it’s not a happy story but in life there is no such thing as fairytales or happy endings.