By Samreen Ahsan
I stay quiet and focus on my drink. I look around again and see many beautiful, sexually provocative women. I look up and see how tastefully the lights are illuminating the entire club. I look down at the floor, and am totally awed with its perfection. It’s made of transparent glass, with water and lights flowing under it, flawlessly. I don’t know how they have built something like this in the middle of the woods. They would have had to dig deep underground to install the water tank and the glass flooring.
From what I see, the club looks endless. Wherever my eyes wander, I can’t see any walls, or any end to it. I face the bar wall in front of me, and notice how neatly the drinks are displayed, beautiful hues of light shining from behind them.
“We have the finest women in our club also, Mr. Gibson.” His voice slits my mind.
I watch him keenly for a few seconds, and shake my head. “No, thank you. I’m not interested. I will be leaving shortly. Thank you for your hospitality.”
“Woman…” His voice trails off in the air. “A symbol of beauty, fantasy and sexuality.” He is moving his glass in a circular motion while talking. I don’t know if it’s a generic statement or if he’s talking to me.
“God created Eve from Adam’s rib, to give him peace, pleasure and tranquility. When Adam saw Eve for the very first time in Heaven, he was in love.” I look at him, wondering why he’s talking to me about Adam and Eve. “Do you know what it means to create a woman from a man’s rib, Mr. Gibson?” I steal a glance at him and then look back to my drink. “It means if you try to straighten it, it would break.” I feel an alarming message in his voice. He looks toward the bar. “A woman is not an instrument of the Devil, as you used to see her. A good woman is a fortress against Satan, preventing you from committing sins and helping you keep to the path of rectitude in your life.”
“I’m sorry. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I look at him, confused.
He laughs heartily. “A man like you doesn’t want a woman anymore? Why, Mr. Gibson?” I don’t like the way he’s questioning me, because I don’t think it’s any of his damn business. He says, “It’s none of my business; that’s what you are thinking, right?” I look at him in shock, wondering if he is able to read my mind.
“Let me guess…” He stands up and the bartender hands him a round across the bar. Then he stands behind me, so I can’t see his face. “Just like Adam in Heaven, you were given your Eve, who protected you from committing sins. Unlike Adam, who was not given the choice of going with other women, you, my friend, were given tremendous choices. But your Eve protected you from sins the moment you set your eyes on her.” I can feel his disapproving look.
“Let me tell you something about you.” He pauses. “You are madly in love with a woman of your fantasy, for whom you searched for one damn year. You found one, finding her beauty close to that woman of your dreams, and started begging her to trust you.” I turn around instantly to look at him. Shit. Who is he? “When she finally trusted you…you walked out of her life like a coward.” I put my drink down and stand up to see him clearly.
“You were an animal to all the women. You treated them like a commodity. You met your Eve one fine day and she changed you completely, from a predator to a passionate lover. Your Eve changed your idea of women. You no longer desire to hunt down any woman, other than your Eve. But…” He gives me jagged looks. “You tried to straighten your Eve, Mr. Gibson. It broke her.” I have no idea who this person is, and how he has in-depth knowledge of my personal life.
About A PRAYER HEEDED
Honorable Mention — 2014 New York Book Festival
Honorable Mention — 2014 The Great Midwest Book Festival
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