Swaman woke up for another day, while eating his breakfast he wondered will this day be any different will today be different than yesterday or the same rhythm of boring life continue.
Swaman was no different than an average boy in India, woke up got ready for school, ate breakfast , picked his bag which missed many books of classes that were going to happen today, greeted his parents and then ran to the bus stop. In school he met his friends Varun and Shyam. Slept during classes and then ran across the football field like crazy. Got completely exhausted by scorching sun in 40 degree Celsius of DELHI summer. In English class teacher asked him to read a paragraph but he was not paying attention in class.
Teacher "I knew that you are day dreaming that's why asked you to read, why don;t you pay attention in class , should I tell your parents"
Swaman "Ok ma'am"
Teacher "What ok , what are you saying"
Swaman "What should I do now, should I read?"
Miss Shani got annoyed at his straight non apologetic answers and told him to leave the class.
School Bell rang students ran out of their classes a road of exit got completely jam packed. Swaman got out somehow took his bus and went home. He wnet inside his house his fatehr asked him about his school and as always his tone was the same he answered the same thing he has been saying for three years
"Nothing"
He studied in a school and had lots of home work but he did nothing, as the sun set he went out of his house. Met his friends of his apartment and talked for two hours roaming in circles around his apartment.
Adyboy "You know communism is same as authoritarianism"
Adibay "No it is not the same...…."
Swaman "Bye guys"
he reached home around nine pm and heard the same h=thing which he has been listening for years .
"You are late"
Swaman " Ya I am late"
He asked for dinner and his mother told him to take it from kitchen. He took his plate and came out of kitchen to see the show he hated to was running on the TV. He sat on dining table opposite to TV and as he ate he got indulged in thoughts of things that annoy him. But as soon as his dinner finished he forgot about what he was thinking and started to stare at the TV to pass time till everyone fells asleep. So he could sleep. As always he did not pack his bag, did not brush, just drank some water and went to the bedroom as time to sleep came.
They all got to bedroom and opened mattresses and lie on them. After fifteen minute all went asleep and but Swaman was awake wondering in his thoughts. He felt that the door is open someone is trying to open it he got out to check it , but it was already closed. Then he again went to bedroom and lie on his mat. The sound of opening doors kept bothering him and he could not fall asleep.
Every night the one who slept last at night was him, he used to sleep after everyone has fallen asleep, not doing anything just lying wondering in his thought, thoughts that he could not remember when he wake up. The door that did not make any sound in the day, everything happened the same as always.
Swaman was a regular boy with rather boring life, same day as any other person living on the planet. But the thing that was different was his nights. Dreamless nights full of thoughts. Weird thoughts , that felt lie a dream to him after he woke up.
He will open the door one day and when he opens it he would know that Zemo punisher is waiting for him to grow up, to overcome his fears, to open the door one fine day, that day he will strike a deal. That no mortal can refuse. Zemo would be free he would get his utmost desire, the desire to die. His desire to leave this world of sins.