Body and Soul

She frisked through the random thoughts in her neophyte mind as she combed her short blonde hair. Her morning was en-tranced by his euphoric touch. He said he loved her. He said he would miss her like how he would miss his soul! Funny she thought he should say that. She then kissed him goodbye. And she watched him sail away from her in his car. She would miss him too, she knew that.

Aloud she said, ‘If soul is regarded to be an entity independent of the body, and people miss its presence in their life, then why have I never seen or heard it? Why is it always so quite?
‘Coz it’s listening to you, all the time’.
‘Does this entity ever talk? I never seem to have heard its voice’
‘Of course it does. You don’t realize. You are always too lost someplace else’
‘Is it only me that seems to be oblivious about is existence? Or is it the same with everyone else?’
‘No, there are people who do feel its presence, but it seems it’s not normal.’
‘How stupid is that? How can that be not normal?? She was trying to push the comics into the side pocket but there seems to be a carton full of filth already stacked into it.
As in if you are staying with someone in the same house, then you talking to that person is in all sense normal. Don’t you think so? Then how come when this somebody is inside you and when you converse with it, it’s considered abnormal?’
‘They say it affects their health; affects their mind’s relationship with the body.’
‘Their soul seems to harm them when it comes in direct contact with them is it?’
‘Yeah they either fight or influence in such a way which that is believed to be harmful not just to them but to everyone around’
‘Well then I think I should be happy that I have you, coz maybe it’s because you are here and coz you have always been there, that I never felt the presence of that entity within me’
‘Hmm and yet even I exist within you’
‘But you don’t fight with me. I like you, you have always answered my questions; you have always supported my emotions, my thoughts. I am fine, my health is fine, I love talking to you’
‘I love you too Michelle, and now you better get going, or you will be late for office again’

Michelle checked her eye liner in the mirror and got up from the chair. It’s already 9:30, and she needs to rush.