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Back to the cathedral

A fiction about religion and romance


Saeed Anwer
9/15/2010

 
This is entire olden time fiction about a thirty five years old church going lady living in village Dencastle, thirty five kilometers far away, in suburban of city Nottingham, In England. She is the first girl of Dencastle alone only daughter of her parent. Her family is the first to come and settled at church Dencasstle. There is no weapon in olden time but only rifle because I hate violence. Each character and places are imaginary except name of the City Nottingham because I love Robin Hood.
Village Dencastle
Village Den castle is located around Cathedral Dencastle, at thirty kilometers far away from City of Nottingham, at the bank of the river Coldstream. It’s suburban of the city Nottingham. There are many big farm houses of landlords, two kilometer far away from the hamlet Dencastle. This small hamlet was existed due to cathedral Dencastle which had been built by a religious landlord. Those landlords are very rich. They are traders of horses. They also keep cows and lambs in big herds. They sell horses, milks, and lambs to slaughter and some farming products like Potatoes, some vegetables, food for horse, going to city Nottingham.
The Cathedral had been built by the grandfather of the forth grandfather of the landlord Peter who is John’s father who lives five kilometer far from hamlet Den-castle, in the farm house, before three hundred and fifty years. A hamlet Dencastle existed due to a small population of poor people who lost their property in different circumstances and resorted to Cathedral. Cathedral provided habitants to them and their habitants made hamlet Den castle.
Vicar of Den castle is very good man of God. He is kind, honest, generous, god fearing, helpful, and sincere person. He is always ready to help needy people. He looks after the church himself along with his kind wife. He teaches the Holy Bible to those boys and girls who come to church when they have spare time. In his spare time he goes to people’s habitant and visits people. He asks them all about their situation of daily life and if there is someone needy person he helps him. If he is not able to do so he talks to land lords who visits church every now and then and encourages them to help poor, saying them story of the Holy Bible, so due to hard work of vicar there is very good environment of Christianity around Cathedral. Poor people who live Hamlet Den castle are very much careful about Christianity and believing in Jesus. In short, all progress is going on around this area, is due to a vicar who is serving people of god sincerely. Its told when people take care of church which is called home of god, then church pray for people around it and people make progress to live their life being real human being saving themselves from satanic activity which god doesn’t like. So there is very important role of Church and priest in our life. All Churches get their blessing from church of Holy Land and holy land gets blessing from the heaven. So we must respect our church to protect our religion for our life otherwise we’ll lost faith for God who is God of Abraham who is the creator of the whole universe.
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It’s evening time. Day is turning darker and going to be changed into the night. The birds are singing their prayers at their nests. All domestic animals have taken place at their habitants. All men of Den castle village are coming back to home from their work and women are preparing fire for cooking dinner, waiting for their man who will arrive soon with food from the wages, they have earned today.
There is a beautiful scenery of nature could be seen at the cathedral made of white stones. Its whiteness which was shining with light of day is turning darker with arrival of night. A new day of history of the world, going to be end with attack of a new night of history of the world, saying god bye to the earth and warning the new innocent night not to be arrogant on its borne because each creation living or nonliving have to leave this world sooner or later in accordance with the desire of the Creator. All young unmarried girls are singing hymn at the church in chorus. Their voice is making a still evening happy.
Girls hymn ends. They leave cathedral and take their way to home saying good bye to Vicar’s wife, who is after some of lambs which are still grazing in campus of cathedral. She takes them with a meter long stick to shed.
Soon the dark takes its charge on the earth and changes day into the new night. Vicar goes to close the main gate of the Cathedral. As he holds a panel of gate a horse man arrives at the gate. The horse man gets off the horse and ties it with the log and advances to enter the gate. Vicar tries to identify him in dark but it’s too dark to identify anything.
The gentleman comes to the gate. As he enters the gate, vicar speaks out.
Who are you the gentleman?
Gentle man stops from sudden voice and says
Oh, vicar, it’s me, Peter.
Mr. Peter it’s you, come on. Is everything ok? Vicar asks.
Vicar knows him very well. This is a land lord Mr. Peter, forty years old gentle man with very kind heart, whose forefather had built this cathedral two hundred and fifty years ago. Since then they have been taking care of this Cathedral. Even if they don’t come to attend church regularly, each man of his family has been very generous to help the church financially.
Mr. Peter has very close intimacy with church since childhood because his father left him in childhood. He is the only person in his well to do family. He has old mother who never left him after his father’s death, even if she was a young and wealthy lady. She spent her life to bring peter up so Mr. Peter never let her be unhappy for a while. He never eats without her and never sleeps before she slept.
He has a beautiful and loving wife, he brought getting married from an orphanage of Nottingham where he went to supply lambs at age of twenty three years. When he got at orphanage it was noon of winter so he asked for drinking water. A beautiful eighteen years old young girl came with a jug of cold and sweet water. She was wearing gray color long dress which was also hiding her feet. She was so beautiful that he could not wink and was quenched. He went to the manager of the orphanage and purpose for her. Soon he got married with her and brought her in his life.
After two years they had baby boy John then after four years they had another baby boy Michael then after six years they had another boy Mike but her third delivery was left her very weak. Her body produces blood hardly so she needs rest but due to family of six people she has to work and it consumes her blood fast and she doesn’t recover. Mr. Peter always worries about her. Both husband and wife love each other more than anything. He never wants to lose her at any rate. He comes always to pray in church for her long life.
Both Mr. Peter and Vicar come to vicar’s home and sit. Room was lighted with a candle and Mrs. Vicar was cooking in the kitchen.
What did bring you here at this time? Said Vicar
I have come to talk you about my wife. She isn’t doing well. She needs rest and it’s her medicine so I m very confuse. I prayed to the lord and offered a lunch for poor boys of Village Dencastle for her long life.
Well Mr. Peter it’s very good idea. May god bless her long life, Amen, said vicar.
Mr. Peter took out a small bag of cloth and put it into the Vicar’s hand. It was some amount of money for lunch of poor boys.
Mr. Peter didn’t stop a moment and got out of vicar’s home saying him for prayer.
Vicar looked at the money. Kissed with smile on his face and thanking god in heart, he took the candle and walked to the church.
Mrs. Vicar, whose ear is always alert for anything, which enters in the cathedral campus, listened to everything from behind of wall, followed Vicar.
“Where you going dear, I have safe place to keep them” she told holding him.
Vicar stopped and replied, “No dear it’s God’s money so I think it’s safe in his hand”.
She got angry upon his answer and returned back to her kitchen. Vicar entered the church and closing his eyes began praying.
Dear lord you are the owner of the whole universe and all the wealth of it. You have given me charge of wealth for some of poor children, please give me the power to do my duty sincerely for the sake of you and bless the woman with great recovery and help her family. Amen.
He opened the closet which was in the corner of church and put them in and locked.
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It was morning. It had been three hours of sun rising. Whole village men had already reached at their work and began duty. Women had also finished their household work of morning and now were preparing for going to the river for washing clothes and grazing their pets.
Main gate of the cathedral was still closed. Mariana a thirty five years old lady still single, beautiful, religious and with very kind heart, Five feet four inches tall, with perfect figure of thirty six twenty four thirty six, in long off white dress, who was walking by cathedral with two kids of lamb in her hand that ran away from her home, playing race with each other. They were too young to graze alone far away from home due to some loafer dogs.
As Mariana passed by gate of the cathedral, she stopped herself looking at the closed gate. She walked to the Gate and pushing hardly with her right foot opened the gate. She entered the campus of cathedral, put kids down, and advanced to the home of vicar which was five meters far away from cathedral. When she arrived at the door, one panel of the door was opened so she didn’t care to knock at the door and entered in. As she entered in, there was big bang into the room because of a one and half feet high bronze pot which was laying in a way and collided with Mariana’s feet.
Its sound made vicar and his wife awake from close sleep. Vicar wife screamed and uncovered the blanket in which they were hidden necked sticking to each other, on the wooden bed in the corner. There was a window on wall; it was open so this scene was very clear for audience.
“Oh my god, I m so, so, so, sorry” spoke Mariana keeping her hand on her eyes, sat down covering her head into her lap between two knees, holding her thumb of right foot which was injured due to collision.
Vicar, who was shocked, got off the bed and ran outwards for bathroom. He began pouring water with a bowl from a