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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Drama / Human Interest
- Subject: Drama
- Published: 03/30/2020
Sun that sets in the west
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Sun that sets in the west
Mureal Caine was a daughter of a fisherman who lived in a small cottage house in Purt le Moirrey [Port St. Mary]. Her father Sigurd Caine during winter used to travel to Whitehaven to get supplies of coal necessary for the house holds of his native land. Everybody around him always laid their love and affection for the man. Her mother Aelid who once used to make lobster pots out of the willow trees died due to extreme fever, a couple of years ago.
One fine morning, Joe Bill Joe, a local shipbuilder came at their house, he was looking for something.
Joe Bill Joe : [C'raad t'ou, Siggy?] Where are you, Siggy?
Mureal [comes out from her house]: He’s not home. He’s out.
Joe Bill Joe: Cre gys? [For what purpose?]
Mureal: Well, to fish with his friends, probably. It’s the fishing season. Don’t you know?
Joe Bill Joe: A fishing season! ………..
Mureal: Yes, a fishing season.
Joe Bill Joe: Well, I make ships not bait hooks ….or nets. But isn’t every season a
fishing season? For we live on an island.
Mureal: Well, It’s the month of June and Sea trout are in plenty in the rivers at this time.
Joe Bill Joe: Where are his hooks dipped in today? Do ya’ know little girl?
Mureal: Could be Neb or Silverburn. With this fishing thing, one could never tell.
Joe Bill Joe: Whichever it is, the place must be a chock-a-block right now!
Mureal: I was in the middle of doing my homework, Mr. Bill. Would you mind me getting back at it?
Joe Bill Joe: Aah, you and your homework thing. How kids of today will build the world without knowing to put in a nail with a hammer? What’s that paper thing going to do?
. [a pause, silence]
When the paper’s all wet, you need something solid to hang on to. Saves you from drowning.
Mureal: Bye, Mr. Bill. Good day!
Joe Bill Joe: Take care, Kid.
[Joe Bill Joe leaves]
In his tractor, Joe Bill Joe heads to Neb at first, he didn’t find Sigurd there.
Joe Bill Joe then heads to Silverburn, he didn’t find Sigurd there too.
Amazed, angry and irritated, old Bill sets to have a look out in the fish market thinking Mureal’s father might have been there first to make a deal before going fishing. If he would know the type of fish for which the deal was made, he would then try to figure out where Sigurd Caine might have headed to or so he thought.
Joe Bill Joe: Amanda! Ren oo aspickys Siggy jiu? [Did you see Siggy today?]
Amanda: Jiooldey glen, Mainshter Bill. [No, Mr. Bill]
Joe Bill Joe: Have anyone here seen good old lad Sigurd Caine this morning? God, it is 11 already!
Amanda: I think he went to the workshop to get new hooks and nets.
Joe Bill Joe: A workshop! Like a workshop where we make parts for the ship?
Amanda: Well, I am just a fishmonger, Mr. Bill. How would I know what goes in a workshop!
Joe Bill Joe: Just a fishwife. Very well.
Amanda: Excuse me, Sir. [Pause] I am good mannered.
Joe Bill Joe heads out without saying anything further. Amanda at this time is busy with a customer, slightly irritated from the last exchange she had with old Mr. Bill.
Joe Bill Joe: [talks to himself] Where are you my lad?
Suddenly, Bill’s eye lit up. He starts running towards the direction of the river, river Neb. He then suddenly stops, tells his tractor driver Dillon to bring the tractor towards him. He forgot about the tractor, in all excitement.
Joe Bill Joe: Head towards Neb, Dillon.
Dillon: We’ve just been there, an hour ago!
Joe Bill Joe: Let’s just go.
They arrive at Neb. Upon arrival, Joe jumps out of the tractor and start running towards the forest by the banks of Neb. After passing by a few trees, Joe Bill Joe spots Sigurd Caine lying down on the ground. He was taking a nap. The grass was thick and comfortable to lie down. Sigurd was empty handed, no fishing rods or nets, no catch around him too.
Joe Bill Joe: Wake up boy. Wake up, Siggy.
Sigurd Caine wakes up in amusement and finds Joe pushing against his body to make him break his sleep.
Sigurd Caine: What is it? What happened? Can’t a man take a nap?
Joe Bill Joe: Where is it? Where have you kept it or hid it?
Sigurd Caine: I did not find it.
Joe Bill Joe: What do you mean by that? I am sure, you have it. Where is it?
Sigurd Caine: No, I did not find it. Trust me, my friend.
Joe Bill Joe: You were gone all morning, or at least I could not find you. And ….. And we were supposed to meet at yours this morning, remember?
Sigurd Caine: Yes……., yes. I remember, but something happened and after that I didn’t know what to do. That’s why I came here to have some peace.
Joe Bill Joe: Peace! What about my peace? Do you think I took strolls right from the moment the dawn broke,………… till a few minute ago?
Sigurd Caine: Well, I could not find the flower. Someone might have known about it. Someone other than us.
Joe Bill Joe: What ya’ talkin’ ‘bout lad?
Sigurd Caine: Do you have a better explanation?
Joe Bill Joe: Hold up, EXPLAINATION! Why would I explain you anything?
Sigurd Caine: Alright, look… look, Mr. Bill, I went to the forest down south last night, just like you told me, down by the river. I searched by the bushes tirelessly for the flower all night, found nothing.
Joe Bill Joe: Tell me this is the truth boy.
Sigurd Caine: It is my sir, it is.
Joe Bill Joe: Oh lord.
Sigurd Caine: Why do you need that flower? And why are you so desperate? Is it a money thing?
Joe Bill Joe: Money! What would a bag of those papers bring to me? I already have a good source of income, just enough to live and to have a reputation.
Sigurd Caine: Then why? And why me? Why not some random bloke from the village?
Joe Bill Joe: You ask a lot of questions, Siggy.
Sigurd Caine: Tell me! I need to know.
Joe Bill Joe: Because my wife is dying……….
[Pause]
….. and it is the only cure. ………Also you are the only person I trust.
Sigurd Caine: Madame Lucia is dyin’ !
Joe Bill Joe: Yes, [short pause] She has red fever and I have tried everything, nothing seems to work.
And now the flower is gone.
Sigurd Caine: Scarlet, Oh Jesus! It took my Aelid.
[Both men have tears in their eyes, broken and down on the ground, in agony]
‘……Meanwhile later in the evening of the same day, inside a hidden shutter-ish corner, somewhere at the Main Road Market’
Rudmund: Magical flower boyssss.
This is fancy magic cure. 50 Pounds Sterling!
Sun that sets in the west(Aciis Khatiwada)
Sun that sets in the west
Mureal Caine was a daughter of a fisherman who lived in a small cottage house in Purt le Moirrey [Port St. Mary]. Her father Sigurd Caine during winter used to travel to Whitehaven to get supplies of coal necessary for the house holds of his native land. Everybody around him always laid their love and affection for the man. Her mother Aelid who once used to make lobster pots out of the willow trees died due to extreme fever, a couple of years ago.
One fine morning, Joe Bill Joe, a local shipbuilder came at their house, he was looking for something.
Joe Bill Joe : [C'raad t'ou, Siggy?] Where are you, Siggy?
Mureal [comes out from her house]: He’s not home. He’s out.
Joe Bill Joe: Cre gys? [For what purpose?]
Mureal: Well, to fish with his friends, probably. It’s the fishing season. Don’t you know?
Joe Bill Joe: A fishing season! ………..
Mureal: Yes, a fishing season.
Joe Bill Joe: Well, I make ships not bait hooks ….or nets. But isn’t every season a
fishing season? For we live on an island.
Mureal: Well, It’s the month of June and Sea trout are in plenty in the rivers at this time.
Joe Bill Joe: Where are his hooks dipped in today? Do ya’ know little girl?
Mureal: Could be Neb or Silverburn. With this fishing thing, one could never tell.
Joe Bill Joe: Whichever it is, the place must be a chock-a-block right now!
Mureal: I was in the middle of doing my homework, Mr. Bill. Would you mind me getting back at it?
Joe Bill Joe: Aah, you and your homework thing. How kids of today will build the world without knowing to put in a nail with a hammer? What’s that paper thing going to do?
. [a pause, silence]
When the paper’s all wet, you need something solid to hang on to. Saves you from drowning.
Mureal: Bye, Mr. Bill. Good day!
Joe Bill Joe: Take care, Kid.
[Joe Bill Joe leaves]
In his tractor, Joe Bill Joe heads to Neb at first, he didn’t find Sigurd there.
Joe Bill Joe then heads to Silverburn, he didn’t find Sigurd there too.
Amazed, angry and irritated, old Bill sets to have a look out in the fish market thinking Mureal’s father might have been there first to make a deal before going fishing. If he would know the type of fish for which the deal was made, he would then try to figure out where Sigurd Caine might have headed to or so he thought.
Joe Bill Joe: Amanda! Ren oo aspickys Siggy jiu? [Did you see Siggy today?]
Amanda: Jiooldey glen, Mainshter Bill. [No, Mr. Bill]
Joe Bill Joe: Have anyone here seen good old lad Sigurd Caine this morning? God, it is 11 already!
Amanda: I think he went to the workshop to get new hooks and nets.
Joe Bill Joe: A workshop! Like a workshop where we make parts for the ship?
Amanda: Well, I am just a fishmonger, Mr. Bill. How would I know what goes in a workshop!
Joe Bill Joe: Just a fishwife. Very well.
Amanda: Excuse me, Sir. [Pause] I am good mannered.
Joe Bill Joe heads out without saying anything further. Amanda at this time is busy with a customer, slightly irritated from the last exchange she had with old Mr. Bill.
Joe Bill Joe: [talks to himself] Where are you my lad?
Suddenly, Bill’s eye lit up. He starts running towards the direction of the river, river Neb. He then suddenly stops, tells his tractor driver Dillon to bring the tractor towards him. He forgot about the tractor, in all excitement.
Joe Bill Joe: Head towards Neb, Dillon.
Dillon: We’ve just been there, an hour ago!
Joe Bill Joe: Let’s just go.
They arrive at Neb. Upon arrival, Joe jumps out of the tractor and start running towards the forest by the banks of Neb. After passing by a few trees, Joe Bill Joe spots Sigurd Caine lying down on the ground. He was taking a nap. The grass was thick and comfortable to lie down. Sigurd was empty handed, no fishing rods or nets, no catch around him too.
Joe Bill Joe: Wake up boy. Wake up, Siggy.
Sigurd Caine wakes up in amusement and finds Joe pushing against his body to make him break his sleep.
Sigurd Caine: What is it? What happened? Can’t a man take a nap?
Joe Bill Joe: Where is it? Where have you kept it or hid it?
Sigurd Caine: I did not find it.
Joe Bill Joe: What do you mean by that? I am sure, you have it. Where is it?
Sigurd Caine: No, I did not find it. Trust me, my friend.
Joe Bill Joe: You were gone all morning, or at least I could not find you. And ….. And we were supposed to meet at yours this morning, remember?
Sigurd Caine: Yes……., yes. I remember, but something happened and after that I didn’t know what to do. That’s why I came here to have some peace.
Joe Bill Joe: Peace! What about my peace? Do you think I took strolls right from the moment the dawn broke,………… till a few minute ago?
Sigurd Caine: Well, I could not find the flower. Someone might have known about it. Someone other than us.
Joe Bill Joe: What ya’ talkin’ ‘bout lad?
Sigurd Caine: Do you have a better explanation?
Joe Bill Joe: Hold up, EXPLAINATION! Why would I explain you anything?
Sigurd Caine: Alright, look… look, Mr. Bill, I went to the forest down south last night, just like you told me, down by the river. I searched by the bushes tirelessly for the flower all night, found nothing.
Joe Bill Joe: Tell me this is the truth boy.
Sigurd Caine: It is my sir, it is.
Joe Bill Joe: Oh lord.
Sigurd Caine: Why do you need that flower? And why are you so desperate? Is it a money thing?
Joe Bill Joe: Money! What would a bag of those papers bring to me? I already have a good source of income, just enough to live and to have a reputation.
Sigurd Caine: Then why? And why me? Why not some random bloke from the village?
Joe Bill Joe: You ask a lot of questions, Siggy.
Sigurd Caine: Tell me! I need to know.
Joe Bill Joe: Because my wife is dying……….
[Pause]
….. and it is the only cure. ………Also you are the only person I trust.
Sigurd Caine: Madame Lucia is dyin’ !
Joe Bill Joe: Yes, [short pause] She has red fever and I have tried everything, nothing seems to work.
And now the flower is gone.
Sigurd Caine: Scarlet, Oh Jesus! It took my Aelid.
[Both men have tears in their eyes, broken and down on the ground, in agony]
‘……Meanwhile later in the evening of the same day, inside a hidden shutter-ish corner, somewhere at the Main Road Market’
Rudmund: Magical flower boyssss.
This is fancy magic cure. 50 Pounds Sterling!
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Aciis Khatiwada
07/24/2020Thank you so much dear Gail. Please do check my other stories and provide your valuable feedback.
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David Peterson del Mar
04/10/2020I really enjoyed the language, the speech that your characters used, Aciis. Do you ever write with any people who you know in mind?
Yours,
David
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Aciis Khatiwada
04/11/2020I feel extremely glad and honored at the same time to get feedback from someone of your stature. A writer of your level loves my infancy. Thank you once again for taking your time out for me. May be we should connect on Facebook [if it isn't a hassle for you], please look me up, and you will find me. Reason being that is i can learn so much from you.
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David Peterson del Mar
04/11/2020Thank you for your kind reply to my reply, Aciis! I am indeed that person. Yes, I really enjoy how your characters interact with each other based on their backgrounds and social standing. I have traveled quite a bit in West Africa and a little bit in Mexico, and I notice that people in non-Western societies tend to be much more deliberate in their social interactions--more thoughtful, I guess you could say.
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Aciis Khatiwada
04/10/2020Hi, David.
First of all thank you very much for taking your time out to read the story. I am glad that you 'really enjoyed' the language used and i assume you enjoyed the entire story as well. These are completely fictional characters with command of speech and their natural state (who they are, what they do, family background, etc) assigned to each of them (in my mind) at the time of writing. Like Rudmund, an uneducated thug talks in an informal manner while Sigurd Caine, a humble working man speaks with humility. [I hope you got the picture.]
Also are you the same David Peterson del Mar, 'American Historian', an associate professor of history at Portland State University in Oregon? And writer of various books?
Good Day!
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Prakash Bikram Raut
04/05/2020This story is short in textual size but significant in meaning. The fish , bait hook , trauma and human activities represent the relation between human beings and nature. Such type of relation has depicted the suffocated trauma of human beings and existential identity of aquatic creature. In this context , the story has been successful to represent the existing global issue regarding the green earth. Similarly , tractor represents the technology. Both technology and human activities are associated with anthropocentric perspective. So , this story reveals the man centered culture of society which presents the strategy for fishing . As ecocriticism , the voice of oppressed nature has been reflected in the story.
Holistically , I would like to appreciate this story because I have experienced both art and fact. Similarly , As a reader , I expect to read his next story soon.
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