"Walls of Bhangarh" drabbles by Jim M

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Bhangarh Fort

Walls of Bhangarh #1

The fort is inside.

Some of the locals see me, I think. They avoid me. They rush past looking at the ground. I think they know I’m dead.

A little girl looked at me yesterday. I smiled but she screamed until she blacked out and they dragged her away.

I feel strange, sick in the soul like I’m emptying slowly from a hole in my mind.
I forgive you for leaving but please won’t you come back? I'm so alone, I’m scared Laura.

The night never ends not really, dancing and music and breath. Please come back to the party.

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The Dead of Bhangarh

Walls of Bhangarh #2

2AM: the monkeys stopped screeching and then the music started, a wheezing echo that I felt more than heard.

Yellow and blue lights scattered across the black ruins. There was no warmth in the light, all activity but no people.

I ran through the roofless maze, felt like floating. I don’t know how I found my way out.

We should have listened. Even their government are scared of this place. I wish I’d listened.

I sit every night at the gates with the soldiers and listen to the music. I pray he's dancing.

The soldiers call me the lost girl.

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Search continues for three missing US tourists.

Walls of Bhangarh #3

“For the eight-hundredth time, there were ONLY THREE of us. I didn't see them after the music started. I ran until I got to the soldiers, they brought me here.

"All I've done is tell you the truth, I’m sorry we broke your stupid little rule about sundown.

“Now, I want to see my friends or the lawyer I requested yesterday RIGHT NOW, I know my rights. My dad’s a policeman

“I don’t know what kind of police station this is anyway, you didn't process me in and I've only seen you and the soldiers since we got here.“