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EMOTIONS SOLD!!

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The clock kept ticking in. I was still in thoughts that crowded my mind. The need was getting over my head and I felt quite helpless to fulfill them. Money was the only thing that was able to help me out this situation, but alas I wasnt born with either a tree or a child with a silver spoon. I sat back switching on the idiot box...it kind of released me from the anxiety I felt. I just have a day to complete the loan or those loan sharks would be ready to kill me.

Keeping those dangerous thoughts aside I tried to skip a few channels this time. Nothing worth valuable was in front of me. I looked on an on as I was quite bored by the time when something came out as a hope to me. My eyes lighted up as I watched it with utmost happiness. I was delighted to see the add which was too easy. It said "more the emotions... more the money you get"

I smiled unknowingly and dialed the number reflecting up on the tv screen. A young girl answered my call this time...

"Hello....how can I help you?" The voice asked...

"Is it the Emo shop's number?" I asked cross checking the details advertised on the tv screen...

"Yes sir it is...."

"Uhm...are you guys seriously selling out and giving money?"

"Yes sir...if you too want to help those who need these by selling yours you can come over to our office during the office hours" she said...

"Okay okay thanks"

I hung up. I was smiling for no reason as I wanted time to be in the fastest celerity it could be. I couldnt imagine that something like this too existed in the 21st century. The new year was completely something i never expected. I was flying on cloud nine. The next thing I did was to call her up. Her? My lady love who walks with me to places where even the shadow leaves my side. She answered the call at the 2nd ring as I screamed out of bliss...

"Guess what I have finally arranged the money for the loan...I am even getting a huge sum of money this time..".

"What? Did you get into smuggling or something?" She asked worried for a moment...

"No babe...its something like winning a jackpot...I will tell you everything tomorrow...I love you Neha...you are like my key to every happiness..this love...I promise this wont ever leave you"

"I love you too Nihal.."

The call ended as I lied down staring at the ceiling endlessly with the brightest smile ever. I was happy...too happy this time...it was like meeting your inner peace just at once. I was flying...dancing around....abd finally dozed off with happy dreams of the future...

.........

"This way sir" the lady showed me the way upstairs as I walked inside to a room which more or less appeared to be a factory. Lots of bottles...big and small crowded the room with the names of the people who were into this  work of selling emotions and making money. I followed the man as he made me sign some papers and asked me...

"So what type of emotions do you want to sell?" He asked...

I thought for a moment as I answered...

"The one on which you pay the highest"

He nodded with a smile...

"There is just one emotion which gets the highest priority...the emotion "love"....people crave for it....the people who sell off this emotion gets paid the highest"

I smiled listening to it...

"How is the range?"

"It depends on how strong, pure and deep is the emotion ...."

I smiled again. I thought of my emotion. Neha is my heartbeat. She aint the first girl but my last whom I have such deep emotions for. I would not have sold them off but as it gives me money I am ready to go for it even though it means I will take time to grow them back...

"I am ready for it" i said...

The man nodded...

"Are you sure?" He clarified...

"Yeah I am..."

"Think again...it will take time to grow those same emotions back and meanwhile its black money you get" he said...

"I am ready for it...."

I was determined this time as he made me sign a few contracts and I was done in an hour to sell off my emotions in a sealed bottle. I was happy that the huge sum of money was in my hand. I felt sad that there arent any feelings of love remaining in my heart but that was okay that i would be growing them back again. I was happy that I had such deep love which paid me this well.

Reaching home I got her call as I spoke out...

"Hello" i myself could feel different this time....our conversation somewhere lost its life...

"Nihal...where have you been I am waiting here at tbe the park...you inboxed me to reach here on time 1 hour ago..." She said. I don't even remember why i asked her to come. I thought for a moment and replied...

"I am coming"

......................

I talked about the money I received as I saw her gleaming with happiness. I smiled...thanks to not selling off my emotions of happiness and sadness...

"That means we can get married now right?"

I nodded. She embraced me...while I stood there just like a fool. I had no feelings left in me. I couldn't feel anything for her...nor happiness nor sadness just a plain white canvas which lost its colours...

She looked at me this time... I could feel that with the emotion love being sold off...my other emotions too were starting to vanish...

"Nihal...whats wrong are you angry with me"she asked sounding worried...

I kept looking at her as I started to speak up...

"Neha...i cant feel anything in me"

My eyes for sure appeared lifeless, no charm...no glow. As though my life was losing its soul. I appeared to be no more than a dried leaf which had nothing in it and could be crumbled away under foot.

"Nihal whats wrong with you? What do you mean" she was annoyed. I knew from her eyes but the sad part was I couldnt even feel her...

"I..."

"What did you do Nihal?"

"I sold off my emotion "love" at the factory named emo shop and in return got paid well for it" I said...

She looked at me shocked this time. She couldnt believe what she said while I like a lifeless body stood there staring at her with nothing remaining in me...she sat down covering her face as I got on my knees in front of her. I held her hand abd spoke out wiping her tears...

"They will grow back Neha its just that it will take a long time"

She cried even more this time and stood up wiping her tears...

"Your love was a possession for you right? You sold them off to some market which deals with bottled emotions? You sold all those emotions you had with me? The emotions will grow back again but what about those feels attached to it? What about those memories related to it?"

I looked on at her...

"What about those same emotions which you erased from your heart? You sold away all those special emotions you felt with me? "

"I am sorry..."

She walked away leaving me this time...as I started to run after her screaming her name...

"Neha...please stop give me a chance...I am sorry please... Nehaaaaa......."

.........

I sat up as i looked around me... Neha looked at me as I realised where was I. It was no less than a scary visit with a heart which lost its emotions. I sighed rubbing my eyes as I looked at her.  She glared at me with a quizzical look..she smiled a bit as she asked....

"A bad one?"

I could no longer answer, I felt all my emotions rushing in as I realised how expensive those are... as I pulled her closer in my arms and whispered...

"I love you"...

© Sheena ❣


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launchora_imgAbhishek Raj
5 years ago
January 8,2018 I read a story on Wattapad that i couldn't find again. It defined the love & also explained how the love of a poor guy can be replaced by love of some rich guy. How the occasional candle light dinners is replaced by regular pub visit when the love of poor is replaced by love of some rich. Do find me the story & have some personalized gift/books from me.
launchora_imgShina Kashyap
5 years ago
Abhishek, the story you are talking about if it exists it's not deleted or moved somewhere, it will be there, and if it's not then as I said it wasn't from me
launchora_imgLaunchora User
6 years ago
Beautiful in its own dark sense but I would like to add one more line to this story, people are filled with love but they have stopped believing in love.
launchora_imgShina Kashyap
6 years ago
Yes....love nowadays is something they use as a trend...it no longer have the same depth... ?
launchora_imgLaunchora User
6 years ago
Well even if it has a greater depth for a guy like me and if he is filled with lots of love, love which is pure and sacred, doesn't want to give it to anybody. That's why I said it's all about stopped believing.
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