Short Story: Crazy by Cécile Rischmann
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This short story by Cécile Rischmann reminds you of the power of love and its magical ability to transform lives.
Fish Cove, Chennai, 1995
Crazy
I’m crazy for feeling so lonely
I’m crazy,
Crazy for feeling so blue…
The deep resounding voice crooned into the microphone, the depth of emotion packed in the lyrics hitting Brad with fierce longing. He felt himself rise and reach out to her, tell her that the feeling was mutual. He was crazy to come there night after night to listen to her sing, ask for this song, and as she sang, cry inside, reliving those moments of crazy love.
He saw himself as he was then a twenty-five-year-old man on the brink of marriage and had come to spend a month at his brother’s place. They had a sea-facing villa on East-Coast Road in the outskirts of Chennai. Brad didn’t know why he’d gone there, except that he was nearing his marriage and was getting cold feet. His fiancée Sharon was arranging the finer details of the ceremony, and they’d barely got to talk to each other. Annoyed, Brad had driven down to Mike and Karen’s place for one month of repose.
