It’s cold out here. Shivering cold. I can hear my teeth chattering, talking nineteen to the dozen. Miles and miles of snow. The sky is dark. The only thing I can see out are the three moons- Charon, Nix and Hydra; vivid, dazzling, alluring, one just below the other. Every winter, When the great sun has turned his face away, The Pluto goes down into a vale of grief, And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables, Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay -Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.
Strange. Very strange. Not the planet, but the people. They are dwarf, about half my size. We, Oompa Lompas are dwarf. But they are more dwarf. They have Elongated face with just an eye in the middle of their forehead, and a nose and a mouth with Hair like structures from their forehead touching the ground. They are red. I mean deep red, like blood.
One of them comes towards me. He Bows. I bow back. I bend down on my knees. He seems friendly.
“Hula hula! Hu hu!” I am expressionless. I didn’t understand.
“What?” I ask him.
‘”nu ca ma fer gsa munda” I didn’t know what to say. I nod my head.
He holds my hand and pulls me to somewhere. I follow him.
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“Oompa Lompa!” I was busy cleaning the room and dreaming.
“OOMPA LOMPA!” I hear someone screaming and pulling my hand.
I turn my head and I am frightened to see Willi Wonka. I am also angry at him. He wakes me up from such a wonderful dream.
“Yes sir!” I salute him.
“Do you know what this is?” Wonka questions, showing me a bowl full of jelly like substance.
“By gum, its gum”
Wonka happily but sarcastically said “wrong! It’s the most amazing, fabulous, sensational gum in the whole world.”
“What’s so fab about it?”
“This piece of gum is a three course dinner. I want you to take it to the invention room” He replies
“Invention?” I ask doubtfully
Wonka tells me “invention, my dear friend, is 93% precipitation, 6% electricity, 4% evaporation and 2 % butterscotch ripple.”
“That’s 105%” I am confused.
“Yes, now go.”
Weird guy! He has lost his mind. I pull up the wagon and lift the bowl on it.
“Fast” Wonka shouts at me.
I hurried to the invention room.
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I kept on walking without a question. There was no use of questioning. They didn’t understand my language. People were staring at me. I was an alien to them. I didn’t know about what the people were taking. But I was sure it was about me. They have this dubious expression in their eyes.
Castle. It’s a castle. I was dumbstruck. It was magnificent, stunning. It’s made of crystals of ice. I feel like I am in paradise. I stop to admire its beauty for a moment. As I took the first step inside the castle, I am impress by the people who made it. It has a great architecture. I saw people sitting in two horizontal parallel lines. In between them the lines, at the other end, I could the king. I guess it’s the king because he is sitting on a huge throne.
“mee hafa kand manda” the people who brought me speaks to the king.
“hula mula sime dehpaas gohja ma soo” he king replies
Everybody rose from their chairs, even the king. They bow to me. I bow back, not knowing what else to do. The king came to me, takes off his crown and puts it in my head. It came as a bombshell to me. I was flabbergasted.
The king takes me and points towards the throne. Maybe he wants me to sit on the throne. My joy was no bound. I take my first step towards the throne. This is my kingdom, my empire. Everything is so perfect.
The first thing I’ll do here is remake the floor of the castle. I am finding it really difficult to walk on the steps towards the throne since it was made of ice. Alas! I slipped.
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SPLASH! All the liquid gum, splattered on the floor. Everyone gave me this worried look because they knew Wonka’s madness and his anger very well. Everyone can here his footsteps. All started praying. I did it too since I had no other options.
“What have you done?” Wonka screams as he marches towards me.
“Sorry sir. Sorry.” I was nervous.
“You ungrateful little creature. You ruined my formula.”
“Sorry. Please forgive me. I will clean it up.” I beg.
“You are forgiven.” I am surprised. How come he is so gentle?
“But………”I saw the mischief in his eyes. Whenever I get such a look from Wonka I remember those kids who came to visit him and just one kid went back home normal. All the others landed in some trap.
“But what?” I ask
“But you will have to try out my new chocolate I have made today. I don’t know how it is. So you have to tell me.”
Why God? Why? All his new invention generally misfires at the first place. The examples of this are the kids. Violet turned into a blueberry trying to taste one of his gum. Mike tries to use Wonka's chocolate teleport machine and ends up shrunken to about 6 inches high. I m doomed. Somebody save me.
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The crown came tumbling down my head and landed on the ground in bits of pieces.
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