It had reddish-brown eyes, or was it some colours which I could'nt decipher. It was stairing, continuously stairing at me. Naked in the bathroom I was like a soldier left alone in the field with grenades falling from every direction and paralysed due to the evil observing me. I wanted it to move. I wanted to imagine that it had gone but I knew that I'd be cheating myself. The RAT.... wish I could read it as "him". The tale doesn't begin with the rat neither does it end on it, but yet it plays an important role. The role of the gothic in the tale. The tale is of women but ofcourse, women and with some men lingering in the scene! Not the damsels in distress.. but the damsels who like to put people (can also be read as RATS...) in distress!
Friday, December 19, 2008
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