Chapter 6

• Callisto Point of View
• What is a limit?
• A limit is a point or level beyond which something does not or may not extend or pass.
• That is the definition the whole world follows. But there is one... nah, two such girls who are redefining it to another level.
• I had always heard many preachers say, sky is the limit. But Cuckoo is taking it quite seriously.
• "Enough!" I exclaimed loudly when I felt the whiff of sour lemonade without any sweet added to it. The vitamin C made my mouth water but hang on, I am not going to drink it.
• To hell with being patient and understanding.
• This girl is taking this to whole new level of craziness and now she will face my wrath; the wrath that people pee in their pants.
• "I will not drink it. What do you think about yourself? Are you – " I was cut off from my statements by the very brave Cuckoo pushing the mouth of the bottle into my mouth and washing all the sour content into my system with my permission.
• She gripped my hand in a tight hold and shook the bottle to make sure that not a drop of it is unattended. I wanted to shake her away from me but damn the sour content made me weak in my knees. I though only passionate kiss can make me go weak in knees but I'm such an ignorant person.
• Heavens, who knew something so sour, can be a great offence technique?
• I shivered at the way the juice filled my mouth, travelled down the throat slowly and settled in my stomach with an awkward displacement.
• "My Lord, you need to drink this more to control your anger." She suggested so kind heartedly that I almost puked. "See, you are now calm."
• That was when I noticed that the room was extremely silent and so am I. She smiled at me looking so proud of herself and gave a thumbs up to Theois and Kevin. Both the audience smiled very gladly and returned her thumbs up with both their hands.
• What is there to be proud, now?
• Good Lord, I'm not calm because you pleased me with your offering. I'm silent because that darn cringing acidic liquid numbed my tongue.
• "Are they Vietnamese lemons?" I asked her once the numbness lessened, which is after almost ten minutes.
• "As expected from the Almighty. Who knew better than the one who created and protected them?" She said pressing her hands together before me in a gesture of 'Namaste'
• Oh not only that. In the great moment of me completing the first official tradition, she sang a song for me which she made for me.
• "Alright. Can I ask you something?" I said rubbing my head with my fingers. It's starting to ache again.
• If stern Callisto is not working then a soft and devious is a right kind to handle her.
• "Don't." I was stunned at her reply. I narrowed my eyes at her firm reply but the frown slipped and a smile overtook her face. "Don't ask for my permission to ask anything, My Lord. You have every right to order me and I will do it without a question." If it was the reply I hear from a girl who loves me, then I would just whisk her to an inhabited island, get married and stay away from the noisy world.
• But here, we are talking about a ghost like person who can even possess and inhabited island.
• "Albina dear, the auspicious time is running out. Don't we have to complete the tradition setting today itself?" Theois butted in clearly knowing what I was about to do.
• This old man!
• He is trying to keep up with the amusement he is getting right now. While I want this Cuckoo out of my life as soon as possible, all other except me likes to see her with me.
• Weird world, I say.
• Thank God, I'm only a God to her. If I was anything else intimate to her, then I would be a dead meat.
• "Oh yes, we can talk later, My Lord since I'm always at your service. Now we need to complete the rituals." She announced in a hurry and looked at Theois with a grateful smile while I gave him a stinky eye.
• He will pay for this.
• "So dear, I thought of something for your God. I heard somewhere that the Lords eat raw eggs every night to keep the devils away." He provided clearly aware of my hate for raw eggs.
• Why are the people I'm close with, my enemies. One day, not a gun, not a knife but their love for their Lord will kill me.
• "But I'm a devil myself. I mean I'm the Lord of underworld like she said so I don't have to eat raw eggs." I produced immediately before Cuckoo comes up with another nonsense ritual.
• "Yes, you don't have to eat raw eggs since you are Lord of Underworld, My Lord." She said making me sigh in relief.
• I guess, she can be persuaded if spoken like her.
• "But you have to eat egg shells every night." And there goes my confidence.
• Theois and Kevin bursted into bouts of laughter at her suggestion. They undoubtedly look happy and grateful that this Cuckoo possessed my peaceful life and turned it into a drama company.
• "Are you mad? Who eats egg shells?" I bellowed shooting up from the chair. She instantly pulled me down into my chair and grinned at me looking genuinely happy.
• I kind of started hating her smile.
• Her smile is the dangerous mystery in this universe. The moment she smiled, It means she is going to unpin a bomb dangerous than Nuclear bomb.
• "You. You are the one who creates, you are the one who protects and you are the one destroys so when no one eats egg shells, you will eat them and stand as an example for being resourceful."
• Nonsense!
• "Makes sense. That was smart, Rae; very smart. You rock, Rae. How can you come up with such ideas?" Kevin clapped, wiping the tears from his eyes. He acts as if he is mesmerized by her devotion and pretends as if he is my most favorite devotee.
• Goodness, what are my people turning into!
• Don't tell me he is really thinking to pray for me!
• "Alright. Since we already make the Lord drink half glass water and sprinkle the other half water in office and at home as holy water; We will have to design Godly garments for him in case of Underworld or heaven visitations. Uncle Odell, can you please take care of the garments?" She turned around and asked Theois who smirked at me and smiled back at Cuckoo.
• No please. Don't agree!
• Please Theois, don't agree!
• "Of course dear, it so happens that I'm a fan of Greek mythology." Busted.
• Now I will be having garments for heaven and hell visitations. Wow! But the better part in this whole thing was, Cuckoo is not the one to take care of designs. Thank the real God!
• "Excellent. Kevin is already taking care of a prayer place where we will have statue of My Lord. People come there to pray and make wishes. I will have My Lord's painted picture frames ready soon so that people can also pray him at their homes." Cuckoo clapped excitedly as she is discussing the plans with Theois and Kevin as if it was not about me.
• Both the infuriating men chuckled at her displaying their own reasons of excitement while I'm still speechless at her statement.
• "Prayer halls? Picture frames?" I cried literally calling out inwardly for someone to help me.
• Help me!
• There must be someone, someone who can control her, someone who can tame her! Please come for me and help me!
• "Yes. You will have only one prayer hall for now but with time, you will have many places of worship in many cities and countries." She explained. Wow!
• How lucky!
• Lucky me! 'Note the sarcasm'
• "Since My Lord is extremely unlucky, he represents the luck of people. He is unlucky in this life because he takes the unfortunate things from people's life and blesses them with luck. That is why he has lots of un-luck in him." Never knew I had it in me!
• I take their misfortune and store it inside me?
• Am I a magnet of negative energy or what?
• "You mean if I please him with my prayers and all the rituals we are coming up with, then he will pull out all the misfortune that is piling up inside me from many years and grant me with fresh fortunes?" Kevin, being the playful one, asked in awe which irked me.
• I know he is just making fun of everything but the pretentious awe an fascination on his face is commendable. He is doing everything to make this God thing much more serious and fun!
• But not fun for me. I'm the one suffering here and no one cares for me. I'm alone in this world where no one understands me.
• "Exactly! Since My Lord's favorite number is twenty, as per his birthday, one who offers lemon juice and jump before him for twenty times continuously for twenty days, they will be relieved of their bad luck. If they are victims of severe bad luck and dark forces, then they will have to not do any kind of excretion, neither liquid nor solid, to wash away every negativity on the twenty first day."
• How does her brain work this way?
• How can she come up with such... ideas?
• But the main problem here is, she hasn't yet informed how the heck I will be washing away their misfortunes!
• If people should go to such levels then what will I have to do as their supposed God?
• Goodness! Please spare me God.
• Just kill me!
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