Tuesday, January 18, 2011

From Jack, to the Queen of Hearts

Dear Reader,

It is said that love can sometimes be magical. But isn't magic most often just an illusion? Sheer trickery? So believed the Jack of Clubs.

He believed neither in luck nor in fate. Being in the inner circle, he knew that most people who won in the casino did so by cheating. Most games were rigged, and the few times when somebody actually won, that somebody else always made sure that he/she lost everything that had been won in the next couple of games. No, there is no such thing as luck, good or bad.


When he found himself looking into the eyes of the Queen of Hearts, Jack did not think that it was chance that brought them together. Just a play of probabilities. It was bound to happen sooner or later. It could have been any other card. She wasn't special. Just one among the fifty-two. But what did catch his attention was that she had been crying. He knew it because of the black streaks of mascara on her beautifully painted white face. She had been through bad times.

Jack could never handle more than a few minutes of silence. It had always felt awkward. After each shuffling he would find someone new next to him. Their proximity didn't last for long, but he always had a nice time with whoever was near him.

"Rough game night, eh?"

She did not respond.

Then he remembered a joke the Joker had told him

"A man is like a deck of cards, y'know?", he quipped

She looked at him, a hint of curiosity lingering about her eyes. A question mark manifested itself amidst the intricate patterns that surrounded her

"Well,..." he continued, "you need a heart to love him, a diamond to marry him, a club to smash his friggin' head in, and a spade to bury the bastard"

What happened next changed Jack's life forever. For the first time in his life, he started believing in magic. Her smile was by far the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Purely magical!

Night after night, he waited for the games to get over hoping that tonight he would find her next to him again. He started losing his interest in every other acquaintance. Sometimes it took weeks for them to be together again, some times months, and sometimes just a day. He started wishing that probabilities would favor him sooner. It was not until the Ace of Spades pointed it out that he realized that luck is what happens when all probabilities favor one. On every night that he found her next to him, he considered himself lucky. Thus he started believing in luck too. And all one needed to be lucky was to believe in it. Totally.

He would always have something new planned for her. His little magic tricks. Not that there was anything magical about the tricks per se, but the smile they triggered was always magical. Before long, the smiles led to something that felt even more magical. Love. Pure, undying love for her. She had become the reason for all that he would learn and practice. He cooked up stories, jokes, learned more tricks, and did all he could, just to see her smile

Year after happy year passed, and like all good things, Jack's lucky streak too came to an end. Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. It has been a whole year now and there still hasn't been any sign of her. Did jack move on? Perhaps he did. Or perhaps he didn't. What I do know is that he still spends his days learning new tricks. And would jack give up everything he has to feel the magic again? I believe he would. Which is probably why Jack decided to open up to someone

I found it extremely hard to believe my senses when Jack started talking to me. At first I thought it was either that I was going insane or that I’ve been having one too many a glass of scotch on poker nights. But soon enough I observed that the queen of hearts never showed up in any of the games. That's when I decided to write this and send it out to the world. Maybe, his queen of hearts is out there somewhere. Maybe one day, she would chance upon this letter. Maybe someday, luck would favor him again. I don't know for sure. But here I am, doing what I can for him.


From Jack, to his darling Queen of Hearts.






11 comments:

Unknown said...

Queen of Heart must've been through terrible stuff.. cried too much and lost her colors so that Jack won't be able to recognize her evenif luck has given him another chance. :) 've u noticed what happens to a card kept in rain for months ?
But Jack should not know it, so he would atleast keep learning new tricks..and keep his life meaningful.

Akshaya Pillai said...

Painful i agree,but the hope that Jack clings on to... it is so intense, and who knows what the queen is going through!sometimes separation is equally beautiful, it either enhances the depth of a relation or ruins it!

Unknown said...

Neve xpected an "happy endin" considering ya wer de writer :P
But powerful n intense emotions yaar.
De way ya put it was awesome, de medium u used ta xpress was brilliant.Saw the love. Felt the pain. Inspired by hope.

Unknown said...

Neve xpected an "happy endin" considering ya wer de writer :P
But powerful n intense emotions yaar.
De way ya put it was awesome, de medium u used ta xpress was brilliant.Saw the love. Felt the pain. Inspired by hope.

Jose said...

A different kinda story.The way you ended it makes me doubt if I had an extra shot of scotch:-)Their wait has a weight to it...

merilille said...

Lovely! And I actually adore the moroseness of it! :D Masterfully done, kish. Applause!! :D

merilille said...

Lovely! I especially adore the moroseness of it! Masterfully done, kish! Applause! :D :D

Kish said...

Rosh, Kuttu, Reji, Jose, Merilille... Thanks a ton!

miya said...

Jack of Clubs, why can't you venture out from the Casino and find your darling Queen of Hearts?

Kish said...

Good question, Miya... Will pass that on

Rhea Purnita Paine said...

Initially I thought it might be corny, but I was pleasantly surprised in the end