Moving Furnitures

My lecturer assigned us to write about moving furniture in our house or office. So, here I come..



I picked up a bandeau under my closet. It’s been more than 40 years since I last saw that piece.

We were close friends. We designed thousands of luxurious evening gowns for celebrities around the globe.

We were in the middle of our glorious days when a nun came asking us to design a habit for her. You immediately refuse, as it will portray a good relationship with the Christians. You said your creations are about making women feel sexy and appealing, about gorgeous glittering diamonds with sling backs and shocking colors. Designing habits would mean doomed reputation.

Gianni Versace, I have no choice but to cast you. You breached our MoU. We agreed to service every single woman in this country, as it is her birthright to dress beautifully. A habit is still a gown. I don’t talk much let alone arguing. You know me. Shooting is my favorite outlet. The burst of the bullet feels like everything falls into place. That is the only way how I pour my heart out.

So my friend, I had chosen one fine July morning during summer 1997 to gun you down. I shall wait for you to return from your customary walk on Ocean Drive, outside your ocean-front mansion in Miami Beach, Florida. After that, I shall take my own life after writing these lines by Shakespeare.

Blessed be the man that spares this stones
And cursed be he that move my bones
(Shakespeare)


*A bandeau is a headband. In this story, I am referring to the bandeau worn by the nuns.