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My heart bit goes up beyond the threshold level, as I am
present here alone tonight. No one else is here to listen my
voice to reduce the calmness. Bus is also playing with me.
The last bus at 10 pm is cancelled due to this bad weather.
Next bus to Bhubaneswar is arriving on morning 6 am. Where
do I stay? When trouble comes, it comes up with its friends;
I remembered this line from the spiritual book that I last
read. My sense comes to its original state as rain fall
starts. Monsoon is just arrived this place a little earlier.
I ran into the bus stop shelter. It is better to stay here
rather to drain the nose by standing in the rain. I
immediately take the chair to slow down my bit rate. Who
says government is not doing anything for the people. See
this shelter; a horrible place, but for me it becomes a gift
from god to stay here for the whole night. Rourkela is a
place where you can find anything other than a house & a
job, as population is growing rapidly. But I am not
responsible for this yet, because I am unmarried. Who the
hell give you a girl to marry unless you don’t have a good
job? It is better to stay like animals rather than as human,
no need of jobs, no wet clothes to wear in these rainy
days...
Unintended thoughts are coming in to my mind. I usually
sleep in the night at this time, but today I have no
intention to sleep in this place. May theory of relativity
is implemented here to increase the time of occurrence of
this night. Night becomes lengthier this time. I decided to
talk with the broken chairs around me, than to seal the
mouth for a whole night. It’s a crazy thing but more
effective. Time passed on...
I am looking at the watch, its 11pm only. 7 hours more. Mind
calculates each second to find the remaining time. Suddenly
a strange thing happens. A girl may be of 22 or 23 ages
comes towards the bus stop and asking me,” when will the bus
arrives”. I told 6 am. Oh no!!! Why these things happen to
me? She told with a louder voice & sits on the chair. It is
really a bad thing that every odd will happen to these
beautiful girls. God’s judgement may be very cruel this time
to you, I told with a very soft voice. She looked at me with
her strange eyes. I put my eyes down as I am little shy
about the girls. After some time I raised my head and saw
she is sitting 3 to 4 hands away from me. Totally front to
front, just like north & south poles of the magnet. Most
often our eyes were meet each others...
I looked at the girl; I noticed, she is wearing blue salwar,
kamiz and put her dopatta on her head like to prevent rain.
Due to rain most of her body parts & clothes are wet. Her
dark eyes were half closed and some rain drops falling from
it. Due to the street light it reflects various lights just
like the rainbow. Her dense black hair forms a wavy
structure such as the waves of sea. Really she is looking so
beautiful that my eyes disobey my order. I noticed that she
is little bit worried. I want to ask her that, “what will
happen to you”. But my conscience stops me. After a while
again her eyes meet with mine as she raised her head. Do you
have any dry cloth? She asked me. Yes I have, I told that &
gave my handkerchief to her. She cleans her face with it &
returns with a word of thanks. I want to start the
conversation with her. Who the hell will stop the mouth when
a beautiful lady sits nearer? I asked her, “Where do you
want to go”, as I don’t know that bus will go to
Bhubaneswar. She told that she had to go there to her home
and stops her mouth. How the conversation takes place when
there is only question & answer round???
Time is near about at midnight. Night is at its extreme. No
other sound is heard other than the rain & lightning. The
density of rain is increasing time to time & cold air is
started flowing around. I marks she is shivering due to cold
air. I asked are you feeling cold. She just put her head
down. I remember those movies where hero open his shirt &
give it to the heroine. But I don’t have that intention to
show my body to her. I think something must be carried out
to prevent this cold. When trouble comes, mind is always
trying its best to find out the solution. My thought works.
I found an idea. I told her to gather the woods from the
broken chair. She collected the woods & put them in the
middle of us. Then I took the match box from my pocket &
trying to burn them. Luckily it works. Due to this fire a
dramatic situation occurs. By seeing the match box she then
asked me, “do you smoke”. I told yes & add the word
occasionally to it although I am a regular smoker. Why men
always tell lie to women, I don’t know the answer. May be it
is biological. Now the fire burns perfectly & spreads
warmness around it. The burning fire creates an illusion as
it is in the middle of the shelter. She feels much better
than previous. I am also quite relaxed to see this...
After a long time she asked me the time. I told 12:30pm.
Again that sad face comes. I hate that as I like smiling
faces. Now I said, “Are you worried”. She replied yes. I
want to know the reason, but that time I couldn’t ask that.
She then broke the silence & says it’s due to Rita. Who’s
Rita? I astonished a bit. She told that it’s her friend whom
she was staying with. We have a fight this night & that’s
why I angrily came out of the hostel. She told that& looked
at me. Why girls are eating too much red chillies? I told &
laugh. Now a surprising thing happens that she broke the
barrier of sadness & laughs loudly & I also joined with it
as I solved the most mysterious problem in this world. This
sound overcomes the noise produced by the rain...
Time to time our frequencies & impedances match each other &
decreases the distance between us and we are deeper in to
the conversation. She stood up & sits near me, so that
effective communication takes place. She then asked, “Why do
I go to Bhubaneswar”. I said tomorrow is the joining day of
my first job. She congrats me. Then I asked the same to her.
She told that she is going to complete her graduation in the
next month & her parent’s wants that she should marry.
Parents don’t have any idea that what type of mistakes they
are doing. As every girl have the rights to fulfil her
dreams & then marry. What to tell about this bullshit
tradition like to go to husbands home & cooked well& take
care of his parents & also the future children’s. Women must
fight against these traditions. She then laughs more & more
as I give the most influence able speech. She said,” you are
going to change the society”. I said yes & I will start from
you. That’s better she replied. Suddenly she discovers that
we both don’t know each other’s names. She told her name is
Sina. What a name? I must remember it as “sin a”, as I’m
more comfortable with trigonometry & my name is Daya...
Time is above 2 pm. She is now too closed to me in just some
hours. Weather is comes to its extremity & wind flows more
than before & woods are near about to burn completely.
Street light was already off due to the power cut. More &
more rain falls from every side. We are totally unable to
see anything outside. Lightning is also becomes whiter &
comes up with more amplified noise. Now rain creates a
mischief & started to fall towards her side, as the shelter
has only pillars & no walls. This brings her more closely to
me. I feel a little bit of warmth around me as I was never
so close to girls before. What a terrible situation? If you
want to avoid then your mind resists it. So much of
controversies created inside my mind. The rain water falls
on the fire & stops burning of the woods. Everywhere is dark
& noisy. It creates a situation like that we see in the
horror movies. Now nature starts its own game & unknowingly
we are its players. Strange things are happening between us.
She hugs me due to the sudden attack of light of the
lightning. Her two hands create a nest, where you never want
to escape. I also couldn’t resist myself to hug her. My
entire body is trembling in fear & an unknown sensation. I
am only able to see her face due to the lightning. She looks
more beautiful and her dark eyes are just like the deep
black ocean, where you always want to swim. Our lips are
closer than ever. The pink shivering lip touched to mine
with in just a moment, before I think anything. Nature own &
we both defeated & leave us to the hand of nature...
Rain stops and sun rises. Morning comes up with its own
decoration. Trees becoming more greenish & birds sing songs.
My eyes opened due to the sunlight & I woke up. To my
surprise no one is there. Is it a dream? I questioned
myself. Believe me I never seen a dream like this before.
May be due to that dark violent night. I looked around
morning looks so beautiful and different. I washed my face
with water and feeling different refreshment. Then I wait
for the bus...
I astonished as I heard some sound. Someone is calling my
name. I rubbed my eyes and see a girl comes towards me with
a cup of coffee. She came near to me & says good morning &
then handed over the coffee to me. I looked at her;
surprisingly she was just like that girl in my dream. I
don’t know what actually happens that night is dream or
real, but I know one thing that
“Nature had already played its game”.... |
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