Friday was the most favorite day for everyone especially once the sun starts to set. It was the day which is followed by two holidays in most of the cases. As soon as I saw the clock ticking 5, I started packing my bags and was heading to hospital to collect my reports. The last few days I had a pretty hectic work schedule and at one point of time I even fainted in my office. This may be because of the lack of proper food and sleep. I used to work a lot and even stretch more in order to get my promotion. But things weren’t the same until she came into my life. I used to make sure that I complete my work by 6 and get back to home as soon as possible. But last few days I was bound to stretch in order to finish my work and that has resulted in this problem of giddiness and mental stress. I thought it was high time I consult a doctor, coz I couldn’t concentrate on my work and my mind was wavering all the time. I’ve even heard people often saying that I speak something else while my mind was out of station. Some even made fun that I’ve become mad but that wasn’t the case.
I reached the hospital and was waiting in the queue for my turn for collecting my reports. It’s a pretty big queue and wished I had started a bit earlier. I need to meet the doctor as soon as possible and head back to home, coz she is alone. I was staying in a corner house all alone from the time I reached this city and it’s almost 5 years out of my 10 years I was staying alone here until she came into my life. It was altogether the same life for me, early to work and then back late from office. I have only quite a small amount of friends and it’s not so often I used to hang out with them. After 5 years of my all alone life a small family got shifted to my neighborhood. It was a small and beautiful family comprising of a father, mother and their cute little daughter who was just 4 years of age. We soon got introduced with each other. Every day evening if I happen to come back home a bit early I used to play with this cute kid. She was like a colorful butterfly and every day I used to get chocolates for her. Their parents didn’t mind that and even liked someone so affectionate to their daughter in a new place.
The queue is getting bigger, thought even this doctor has to stretch a bit today in order to attend all his patients. It so happened that once her parents have to leave for their native and she was having her exams that time, so they asked me to take care of this little butterfly for 3 days until they came back. It was a bonus for me, coz she is one who bought colors to my life and I’m going to spend almost 3 complete days with her. I immediately applied for 3 days leave and my only duty was to look after her all the while. I used to wake up early in the morning, prepare food for her, then give her bath take her to school and wait there till she comes back. Her school used to end by 12.30 pm and I was gifted with the remaining time. In the evening I used to take her to the nearby park and play with her until it gets dark. Once we get back to home I used to call their parents and make her talk to them ensuring that their kid is in safe hands. In these 3 days she was so much attached to me that she didn’t even want to miss me even for a moment. This was something quite unusual for me.
After 3 days, their parents came and that’s the day I saw her crying as if the world is going to end for her. She didn’t want to depart from me even after realizing that I was just next to her door. Well kids, they always gets attached to someone who are so much affectionate with them. On seeing that kid’s reaction that day her mom was a little bit upset that day, because their daughter was getting attached to someone who is not even a blood relation for them. Well it was something accepted from a mother’s point of view. Soon that butterfly’s visit to my place got reduced which was something I couldn’t digest. Every time she sees me getting out of my house she used to call me ‘Dada’ from her compound stretching her two hands indicating me to lift her, but I just used to kiss her on cheeks and walk away as though I had some important work. One day her father came to my place and explained what my butterfly’s mom was going through coz even in sleep my butterfly used to tell my name and she wrote a small book full of my name with a drawing of my face in the first page. Tears filled my eyes and I closed my note before my tears could wet that beautiful work. Her father felt sad for me and even for her kid. I made sure that I don’t upset them anymore.
Destiny is the name people always give to wanted or unwanted situations and I was made to face destiny. One fine day her father came and told that he had got transfer to another city which is far from here and they would be moving that evening. I wanted to meet her for one last time to which their parents agreed. This was a day for us to depart forever. I hugged her tight and kissed her on forehead. She immediately pulled out a small gift from her bag and said “Dada this is for you.” I again kissed her and bid adieu. When I opened the gift it was the same small notebook in which she had written my name, the first gift of my life. After quite a few days I wasn’t able to sleep properly, she was always in my thoughts, dreams and I could visualize her everywhere. I tried hard to get out of that which was a bit tough. A year later I got married and we had a baby girl. My wife died as soon as she gave birth to our kid. I took care of the baby girl exactly the way I took care of that little butterfly.
It’s been almost 4 years since I was staying with my baby in my house. None of my other neighbors or friends visited my place, so I didn’t have any disturbance while I’m with my daughter. I always make sure that I reach home back within 6 else my daughter would be waiting for me outside with an angry face for making her wait. We used to eat, sleep, play and even watch TV together. Whenever there is an insurance ad on the TV for child benefit, I immediately used to call the helpline enquire about the plan and start investing money for my baby. Every day I used to get her a chocolate and tell her a story to make her sleep. I can’t even imagine of getting late to home coz my sweet little darling will not talk with me, but I know how to console her. It was quarter past six and it was my turn to meet the doctor. He had a close look at my reports and asked me what was I going through and I explained him everything especially about both the kids, the sweet little butterfly and as well as my baby. He asked me lie on the bed to examine as he kept the reports aside. The fan was running at its maximum speed as the pages of the reports started to turn. It read “Mr. X is suffering from Folie (mental disorder). He was never married nor had a kid; it’s just because of his first impact given by the small kid (butterfly) whom he lost within no time. He is unable to come out of that gyre and it has created a huge impediment in his life. This wife and kid story was framed by his inner brain in order to forget the impact left by that small butterfly. It’s just an illusion.”
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
A Perfect Retaliation
It was really a great morning to start off and as usual I woke up early that morning and went for a jog to a nearby park which was 2kms from my place. My house is just opposite to this park, my wife and daughter always used to go for an early morning walk in this park. This was really a pretty good exercise and it keeps me brisk all the day. Once I reach the park I used to exercise for almost an hour to make me fit as always as ever. I should make sure that I’m not late to the park. I’ve taken my revolver as well and yeah of course it’s fully loaded. I had always kept a vigil on this park and this time I had seen him and I’ve been waiting for this chance for quite some time. This was my routine for almost 10 years and there are certain times where I’m bound to do this. This is not something any person would have expected to do in his life, but my situation is such that I’m bound to do this. I still remember my first day training where I was made to run the whole campus for almost 10 times, but as time went it was pretty much easy for me. I’ve never run like this in my entire life. I always enjoyed the shooting session and I haven’t missed my target on any instance. I’m not pretty much sure of my aim but somehow I’ll definitely hit the target. I’ve got a revolver with me and had been practicing for quite some time, so that I don’t miss the target. The training which they gave was not only for physical fitness but also for mental strength. They always wanted us to be shrewd, vigil and agile all the time and that’s what is expected from a COP. Being a life as a cop is not a cake walk. It was even worse than walking on a tight rope in a single leg without any balance. But I enjoyed my life as cop and we were always referred as “CEAT” tires which means born tough. The last 3 months was meant to be the toughest in my life. I really wanted to forget the incident that happened 3 months back. It shook the earth below my feet. My wife is a brave woman too and she is always proud of the way what I am. I was married and my life was smooth till the last three months until this gruesome incident happened in my life. Mine was a small family comprising of my wife and daughter and losing one person among us was something totally unexpected. The worse thing is the person responsible for this gruesome act is still out there enjoying his freedom. My wife divorced me, took our only child with her and she had left the city. In fact she desperately wanted to get married to me seeing my brave effort in rescuing a small kid from some local perpetrators. I was treated like a culprit even though I was no way connected with that incident. I was also a known encounter specialist and there were some threats for my life as well, but being a cop I don’t care about this. I’m sure that I would definitely spot him in this park one day since he was known to be grown up in this place. I knew this park since I was grown up in the same city and hitting a target in this place is not something easy but it’s not going to be just a threat this time it’s going to be retribution. My heart was only filled with vengeance and I didn’t want to miss this chance at any cost. So far in my 10 years as a cop I’ve never treated any criminal or culprit as a human being. There was some opposition from my home but what I was going to do was an act of justice. I was treated even worse than a dog. I still have 15 minutes left with me to complete my exercise. My husband will be back in another 15 minutes and I’m expecting his arrival. It’s really hard to be a cop’s wife, especially when things are out of your hands and there are so many threat calls on daily basis. I’ve never thought of doing this but things are out of my hands now. I don’t have any other option left with me now. I know how to handle these situations which happened in the recent past and I’ve been preparing myself mentally strong for this. My husband is a really strong person and I guess even he can’t take these. It’s just a matter of 1 day, 3 months ago which almost buried my entire life. The last 3 months had been a little worse for us, but I’ve strongly overcome that situation. This mentality really helps that too especially being a cop’s wife.
It’s already time and I need to get back to home; even the park is getting crowded. I don’t think I can hit the target, the park is getting crowded and I need to follow him until the road gets deserted. I need to follow him, else I would miss him and I won’t get a better chance like this. He is heading towards his home and there is no way I can hit the target on the way. It’s high time I take the revolver from my coat pocket. There is knock at the door and yeah it’s my husband. As I opened the door I saw my husband and immediately followed by a bullet shot. My husband fell on the ground, he was shot. I’m not sure whether the bullet was fired from my revolver but unfortunately it had hit the cop. I need to escape from this place as soon as possible. I thought of giving justice but rather I’ve become a murderer. I’m glad that my wish is fulfilled; I should move away from this place before someone gets hold of me. My husband was shot, it was indeed such a brutal murder that has happened in the day light in front of my eyes and I’m all helpless.
At the funeral, all of them present were paying tributes to the cop who was murdered. I wish if my husband hasn’t done this I wouldn’t have shot him. It was really hard to take such a bold decision and even execute it. But Alas! I succeeded in it. My husband had taught me how to shoot and I’ve tried it on my master itself. I don’t feel guilty for my act since it was my husband who invited death all by himself. We had been married for 10 years and our relationship was really good, I wonder what made him do such a gruesome act of raping a 16 year old girl early morning in the park 3 months ago. He didn’t even spoil a girl’s life but was responsible for her suicide to which her family is repenting even now. On top of that he spoiled the life of one more person by accusing of the crime who almost lost his family. I don’t know how many were behind him for his act but at last it was his very own revolver that delivered Justice.
It’s already time and I need to get back to home; even the park is getting crowded. I don’t think I can hit the target, the park is getting crowded and I need to follow him until the road gets deserted. I need to follow him, else I would miss him and I won’t get a better chance like this. He is heading towards his home and there is no way I can hit the target on the way. It’s high time I take the revolver from my coat pocket. There is knock at the door and yeah it’s my husband. As I opened the door I saw my husband and immediately followed by a bullet shot. My husband fell on the ground, he was shot. I’m not sure whether the bullet was fired from my revolver but unfortunately it had hit the cop. I need to escape from this place as soon as possible. I thought of giving justice but rather I’ve become a murderer. I’m glad that my wish is fulfilled; I should move away from this place before someone gets hold of me. My husband was shot, it was indeed such a brutal murder that has happened in the day light in front of my eyes and I’m all helpless.
At the funeral, all of them present were paying tributes to the cop who was murdered. I wish if my husband hasn’t done this I wouldn’t have shot him. It was really hard to take such a bold decision and even execute it. But Alas! I succeeded in it. My husband had taught me how to shoot and I’ve tried it on my master itself. I don’t feel guilty for my act since it was my husband who invited death all by himself. We had been married for 10 years and our relationship was really good, I wonder what made him do such a gruesome act of raping a 16 year old girl early morning in the park 3 months ago. He didn’t even spoil a girl’s life but was responsible for her suicide to which her family is repenting even now. On top of that he spoiled the life of one more person by accusing of the crime who almost lost his family. I don’t know how many were behind him for his act but at last it was his very own revolver that delivered Justice.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
I Gave Up Reading
I was almost nearing my 70’s and this habit of reading books is still alive in me. I never used to categorize any author and irrespective of them I used to read their books. At one point of time there were quite a few favorites, but as and when time went I started reading every other piece of writing, may it be a great author’s master piece or even this balamechanical’s blog. There is a road side book shop near my house and I always used to get a book every Monday, so that I would be make myself occupied the whole week. I would mostly prefer the romantic genre since mine was a love marriage. Some of these books used to contain even love letters written by one to their lover and with a date which would be some 20-25 years ago. I felt these conveyed more romantic feelings than the books. It’s once in a while you would come across these letters or some old newspaper cuttings or either pages from someone’s diary and reading those would be really interesting. And guess what the book which I took this Monday had some four diary pages which caught my attention.
I kept the book aside and almost started reading those pages. It’s really bad to read someone else’s diary, but not in this case, I really doubt whether the person who wrote this exists now. I’ve even filed some of the letters and diary pages which I had come cross and thought there is one more new entry to my collections. Since this was a romantic novel, I felt this should be some love letter and the person who wrote this would have used this book as a present to his girl and had kept the letter in it. I don’t know whether I’m right, but this was indeed a good idea and I’ve tried this to my girl once and it had worked out well. Though the pages were old, the writing was fresh and I always love the smell of these papers. Whenever I read some romantic novel, I used to sleep that night keeping that book on my chest and hugging it. According to me this is called as something “Close To Heart”. So with things in my mind I started reading those diary pages.
It started like this “I think today is the most memorable and beautiful day in my life, after 2 years of continuous struggle Aishu has accepted my love and my happiness has no bound. She was the best in my college and there were already many guys behind her but at last it’s me who won her heart. She had brains and was beautiful as well which was quite a rare sight.” Ha ha ha I laughed and said to myself if she had brains why would she fall in love with you Mr. Romeo. But on the other hand I thought he should be smart like me to woo a girl. Okie let me continue reading “I remember the first day when I proposed her in my college bus stand, to which she walked off without responding, but today she responds to each and every bit of my action. I didn’t change myself for her, which is the best part in me and she liked it and I’m proud of that. Life is like a bed of roses for me without even a single thorn. Then after every other day was a romantic day for me.”
I thought with the amount of patience, especially 2 years is something big and with the confidence this guy our Romeo can do anything. He took me to some of my olden days in the first paragraph itself which made me more curious to continue reading. I’ll see how his romantic days are “I think today is the most beautiful day is my life coz Vaishu has accepted my love and no could come between us.” O oh oh hold on has he written the same thing again or I’m reading the same. No he has written the same thing, but the girl name is “Vaishu” this time. Hmmm let me guess may be of the playboy kind? That sounds interesting let me continue “Vaishu is my most favorite person and she mean the world to me. When I proposed her ..“ oh man this guy is even worse than balamechanical, how many girls and moreover how many times he LOVES? Anyways how many ever times love is always as fresh as an apple kept in a refrigerator. “When I proposed her, she was initially scared of falling in love with me but when she accepted she was even more scared of losing me, but I won’t let her go from my life until my last breath. I don’t know it was just two months of wait but it seemed too long for Me.” hmmm this made me remember Einstein’s law.
“Today is a day I would like to forget in my life, and if given a chance I would try to change things that happened today. Aishu and I had an argument over the friendship she has got and I asked her to avoid talking to those guys whom she thought to be her best friends but they aren’t and this is where everything started. I shouldn’t have behaved like this in public, I slapped Aishu in front of her classmates and she broke down in tears, I never wanted to see her like that. I did that not coz of jealousy rather I was too possessive on her, she didn’t understand that. I tried calling her after that incident but she didn’t want to speak with me, of course she is right and it’s me who behaved so stupid. I was taking too much of control on her which I realized was totally wrong. If you love someone just set them free and if they come back they’ll be all yours. I was so late in realizing this but I love her more than my life. I don’t know whom to tell this, so writing it down in all tears.” I was totally moved on reading this, even though he has two relationships he was sincere in both which was quite exceptional. “Aishu called me after sometime and we patched up again, I was so sorry for the way I behaved with her. I thought of taking her to the beach but couldn’t find my bike.” What a pity Mr. Romeo sorry playboy.
“Today is a day which “Vaishu” and I would never forget in our life.” Jesus Christ! The above paragraph he wants to forget that day and now he doesn’t want to, this guy is more complicated than Algebra I said to myself and continued reading “We had been to the beach for the first time in my bike.” WAIT! Does he got some multiple personality disorder, I guess he has or else he has just added “V” in front of Aishu, but whatever the incidents he has mentioned is kind of crystal clear, I said to myself and continued reading “It was getting dark and we were sitting close to each other, the breeze was so cool and I whispered something in Vaishu’s ear, which she didn’t hear. She asked me to tell that again in her ears, to which I took the chance and kissed her on cheeks.” Well I’ll have to say that he is more romantic with Vaishu than with Aishu. Oh my god, this is something which I never expected to have happen, the third page is completely filled with ink and I couldn’t even make out what he has written. Thank god at least fourth page is clear.
“Today is my wedding and I haven’t seen Aishu as beautiful as ever in her bridal wear.” So this is it at last he married Aishu, then what happened to Vaishu, did he dumped her? Or as guessed it was just a spelling mistake. I can’t take it when someone dumps a girl for the sake of other, well what could be the reason that made him show this kind of injustice towards a girl whom he loved? May be it was just a hanging around relationship or was it just for pleasure. Hmmm wait why I need to jump into a conclusion before completing the whole thing. There are only quite a few lines left, let me read that as well. “Today is my wedding and it’s with my lady love Vaishu.” I guess I would get a heart attack now; he married both of them on a same day? “This is the second best day in my life and hereafter I’m going to spend my entire life with Aishu”. “This is the second best day in my life and hereafter I’m going to spend my entire life with Vaishu.” It’s high time I call an ambulance now. I can’t take it anymore. He has written something specially in bottom of each page and yeah it’s clear only in the last page, let me read that as well. “Don’t you ever dare to read other’s personal diary” but what’s wrong? I asked myself and continued reading “that too the diary of identical twins else you’ll end up in this kind of confusion.” Yes we do use a same dairy.” I should say this was the best shock of my life and after this I’ve never made an attempt to read anyone’s personal letters or dairy. Wait! There is one more page remaining….
I kept the book aside and almost started reading those pages. It’s really bad to read someone else’s diary, but not in this case, I really doubt whether the person who wrote this exists now. I’ve even filed some of the letters and diary pages which I had come cross and thought there is one more new entry to my collections. Since this was a romantic novel, I felt this should be some love letter and the person who wrote this would have used this book as a present to his girl and had kept the letter in it. I don’t know whether I’m right, but this was indeed a good idea and I’ve tried this to my girl once and it had worked out well. Though the pages were old, the writing was fresh and I always love the smell of these papers. Whenever I read some romantic novel, I used to sleep that night keeping that book on my chest and hugging it. According to me this is called as something “Close To Heart”. So with things in my mind I started reading those diary pages.
It started like this “I think today is the most memorable and beautiful day in my life, after 2 years of continuous struggle Aishu has accepted my love and my happiness has no bound. She was the best in my college and there were already many guys behind her but at last it’s me who won her heart. She had brains and was beautiful as well which was quite a rare sight.” Ha ha ha I laughed and said to myself if she had brains why would she fall in love with you Mr. Romeo. But on the other hand I thought he should be smart like me to woo a girl. Okie let me continue reading “I remember the first day when I proposed her in my college bus stand, to which she walked off without responding, but today she responds to each and every bit of my action. I didn’t change myself for her, which is the best part in me and she liked it and I’m proud of that. Life is like a bed of roses for me without even a single thorn. Then after every other day was a romantic day for me.”
I thought with the amount of patience, especially 2 years is something big and with the confidence this guy our Romeo can do anything. He took me to some of my olden days in the first paragraph itself which made me more curious to continue reading. I’ll see how his romantic days are “I think today is the most beautiful day is my life coz Vaishu has accepted my love and no could come between us.” O oh oh hold on has he written the same thing again or I’m reading the same. No he has written the same thing, but the girl name is “Vaishu” this time. Hmmm let me guess may be of the playboy kind? That sounds interesting let me continue “Vaishu is my most favorite person and she mean the world to me. When I proposed her ..“ oh man this guy is even worse than balamechanical, how many girls and moreover how many times he LOVES? Anyways how many ever times love is always as fresh as an apple kept in a refrigerator. “When I proposed her, she was initially scared of falling in love with me but when she accepted she was even more scared of losing me, but I won’t let her go from my life until my last breath. I don’t know it was just two months of wait but it seemed too long for Me.” hmmm this made me remember Einstein’s law.
“Today is a day I would like to forget in my life, and if given a chance I would try to change things that happened today. Aishu and I had an argument over the friendship she has got and I asked her to avoid talking to those guys whom she thought to be her best friends but they aren’t and this is where everything started. I shouldn’t have behaved like this in public, I slapped Aishu in front of her classmates and she broke down in tears, I never wanted to see her like that. I did that not coz of jealousy rather I was too possessive on her, she didn’t understand that. I tried calling her after that incident but she didn’t want to speak with me, of course she is right and it’s me who behaved so stupid. I was taking too much of control on her which I realized was totally wrong. If you love someone just set them free and if they come back they’ll be all yours. I was so late in realizing this but I love her more than my life. I don’t know whom to tell this, so writing it down in all tears.” I was totally moved on reading this, even though he has two relationships he was sincere in both which was quite exceptional. “Aishu called me after sometime and we patched up again, I was so sorry for the way I behaved with her. I thought of taking her to the beach but couldn’t find my bike.” What a pity Mr. Romeo sorry playboy.
“Today is a day which “Vaishu” and I would never forget in our life.” Jesus Christ! The above paragraph he wants to forget that day and now he doesn’t want to, this guy is more complicated than Algebra I said to myself and continued reading “We had been to the beach for the first time in my bike.” WAIT! Does he got some multiple personality disorder, I guess he has or else he has just added “V” in front of Aishu, but whatever the incidents he has mentioned is kind of crystal clear, I said to myself and continued reading “It was getting dark and we were sitting close to each other, the breeze was so cool and I whispered something in Vaishu’s ear, which she didn’t hear. She asked me to tell that again in her ears, to which I took the chance and kissed her on cheeks.” Well I’ll have to say that he is more romantic with Vaishu than with Aishu. Oh my god, this is something which I never expected to have happen, the third page is completely filled with ink and I couldn’t even make out what he has written. Thank god at least fourth page is clear.
“Today is my wedding and I haven’t seen Aishu as beautiful as ever in her bridal wear.” So this is it at last he married Aishu, then what happened to Vaishu, did he dumped her? Or as guessed it was just a spelling mistake. I can’t take it when someone dumps a girl for the sake of other, well what could be the reason that made him show this kind of injustice towards a girl whom he loved? May be it was just a hanging around relationship or was it just for pleasure. Hmmm wait why I need to jump into a conclusion before completing the whole thing. There are only quite a few lines left, let me read that as well. “Today is my wedding and it’s with my lady love Vaishu.” I guess I would get a heart attack now; he married both of them on a same day? “This is the second best day in my life and hereafter I’m going to spend my entire life with Aishu”. “This is the second best day in my life and hereafter I’m going to spend my entire life with Vaishu.” It’s high time I call an ambulance now. I can’t take it anymore. He has written something specially in bottom of each page and yeah it’s clear only in the last page, let me read that as well. “Don’t you ever dare to read other’s personal diary” but what’s wrong? I asked myself and continued reading “that too the diary of identical twins else you’ll end up in this kind of confusion.” Yes we do use a same dairy.” I should say this was the best shock of my life and after this I’ve never made an attempt to read anyone’s personal letters or dairy. Wait! There is one more page remaining….
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
I'm Still Waiting
I’m really in full rage on these builders who had built this big Himalayan Mountain as a compound wall for a house. I’ve been climbing it for almost 5 minutes and I’m yet to reach the top. It’s really hard to climb compound wall with a box in one hand and holding the rope on the other. I wonder how criminals could escape from jails where they have compound walls which are 10 times bigger than this. There are few security guards here as well, but I’m sure I can manage. I have only ten 10 minutes left to execute this operation. If climbing the compound was difficult, then climbing to the top of the house by pipe was even more difficult. Both the case I should make sure that the stuff inside the box should not get displaced coz that’s the most important for carrying out the mission. I somehow managed to enter into the house from the terrace without the sentry’s notice. I have only 5 more minutes left and I’m already sweating thinking whether I would able to make it or not. Before reaching this place I’ve gone to the airport and railway station to confirm that nothing goes wrong with this plan.
All I need to do is the find out the exact room to carry out the mission and make it a successful one. I found out the room and slowly entered the room like a cat. I still have two minutes left, so I decided to remove the mask I’m wearing. I opened the box and placed it in a nearby table and took a lighter from my pocket. I lit up all the candles and woke her up. She was shocked to see me there at that time. It was only 12 seconds remaining to strike 12 for December 12. It was her birthday and as the clock struck 12, I sang “happy birthday” in a very mild voice and asked her to cut the cake. She was in all smiles and she gave me the first piece of cake. I took a slice of cake and dumped it in her mouth and she made sure that she didn’t shout, else all those guards would enter her room and would arrest me. She said it was the best birthday party she had in her life and thanked me for making it a memorable one. I again said “I Love You” and was expecting a reply from her at least this time, but she didn’t and told that she would meet me tomorrow at the coffee shop.
She was watching me from the window how I’m going to get out of the house and I can see that eyes were only filled with hope that I shouldn’t get caught. I got to the top of the compound wall again and sent her a flying kiss. I guess that was the bravest attempt by me rather than meeting a police officer’s daughter in her room. I was overjoyed on the way back to my room my heart was filled with only one question “what would be her reaction and reply to me tomorrow?” I came back to my room and didn’t sleep, but was thinking of all the beautiful moments’ right from the day I met her and till now. I was basically from Chennai and for the past 2 and half years I’ve been working in Bangalore. Bangalore, one of the beautiful places on earth and it was made even more beautiful by my darling. Bangalore was known for its weather, gardens all over and of course for beautiful girls as well. There was this saying that Bangalore was known for its 3 popularities. One is the stray dogs, the second being IT professionals and the third are the beautiful girls.
I was one among those who would fall in the above mentioned 3 popularity; hold on not a stray dog but an IT professional. Right from the day I moved to Bangalore I used to play cricket on weekends and it was really good exercise for me. All the two years was same just looking at those pretty faces at all around the city but the last six months was totally different for me. It was one fine weekend and as usual I was heading for my match. The whole road is covered with trees on either side and the weather was also at its best. Suddenly there was a gentle breeze and it was a flower downpour and at that instant I happened to see this beautiful lady. For the flowers that fell short of her feet had attained its glory and for those which fell on her head or which touched her plumage skin died at her feet of jealousy. She was really cute enough to make people look twice and even I was not spared. I always used to take this route but not even once I had seen this beauty.
For the second time in my life after my college third year I was haunted by a girls face. But this time it was too intense and I need to pay for that. I didn’t play well that day, got out for a duck, sloppy fielding and on top of that I got injured very badly while attempting to take a catch. I was badly hurt on my knee region and it was all bleeding. My friend took me to the nearest hospital and to my surprise the duty doctor at that time was none other than flowers ‘Beautiful Enemy.” Oh my god! Is she a doctor? Then definitely she would be elder than Me.” I was saying it to myself and it was quickly answered when I asked her out when she was dressing my wound. She smiled and said that she was a final year medical student and she is practicing in that hospital. I was so happy than ever and even the ointment which was applied didn’t pain much. She asked me not to strain my leg and advised me to take rest. I really hate when people advice, that too even it’s a doctor but this time I wanted to hear only advice, coz her voice was so sweet as a honey.
She gave me a hand when I was about to get down from the bed. Oh man! I was searching for Ilayarja or A.R Rehman to play a romantic background at that time so that my feelings could have been well expressed. I went back to my room and started searching for a diary and pen. I wanted to start writing poems, coz I’m in love and it’s such a beautiful feeling. The next day my friends insisted me to accompany for shopping and so I went with them in a car. We went to one of the biggest mall in the city and I was waiting outside in front of the showroom where they were purchasing. I suddenly felt someone tapping on my shoulder and when I turned, it was my beautiful doctor. She asked me how was I doing, how was the pain and all. Oh man! Again I couldn’t find Ilayarja or A.R Rehman but anyways her voice was like a melodious musical album. She even asked me, this time with a bit of concern that why I stepped out and straining my leg in spite of her advice. I felt like no one would have taken better control of me at that moment than her eyes and words.
Soon we both started talking and got very well introduced. I don’t want to control my feelings this time and wanted to break it up. But there was a slight fear in my mind whether how she would react to this, but I got enough courage and told her that ‘I Love Her’, she was surprised to hear that coz it’s not even more than 12 minutes since we spoke but I’ve proposed her. She was not kind of a girl who used to just explode on hearing such things, but she was really patient on her patient. I told her how I saw her for the first time yesterday amidst the flowers and what was I going through. She just smiled at me and said “How is that possible? How can you fall in love with a girl in an instant? Do you really believe love at first sight?” Without any hesitation I told “Yeah I do believe love at first sight, because I started loving my mom ever since I opened my eyes.” She really doesn’t know what to reply for that and said that was such a beautiful thing she has ever heard. I was really happy that day but she didn’t reply for me. After a long request, in fact torture I got her mobile number on one condition that I shouldn’t call her frequently as she would be busy with her work and studies.
From that day every morning and night I used to message her, send her some romantic film dialogues as message for which seldom I used to get reply that too only for selected messages. Soon the reply from the other end also started to increase and we started calling each other at late nights when the whole world is asleep. I know she has at least some kind of affection towards me but don’t know when it would really blossom into love. I used to accompany her for shopping and movies and it’s only once I have she had come out with me in my bike. Every time she tries to scare me saying that her father is a police officer and if caught red handed I have to face serious consequences, but I used to reply back saying that I’m proud becoming a son-in-law for a police officer. She always liked this positive gesture from me and I strongly feel that she was my positive energy. I sometimes feel that I can even handle her father 'the martinet' but not her silence when I ask her about her decision. I don’t know what is stopping her from giving a response. But she has once messaged me that if she had plans of marrying someone then I would definitely be the first choice. There were times when I couldn’t able to speak to her or meet her on weekends, I used visit the hospital wait in the patients queue, get my turn and then used to speak with her for which I used to get scolding’s later.
Hmmm … it’s getting late now, time is already 1.30 am and I need to sleep now, so that I can get up early and meet her. I got up a bit early in morning and went to meet her. When she came, I again greeted her for her birthday and gifted a rose. She told that she was really shocked to see me around 12 am and was thinking about me all the night which I used to do every day, thinking of her. After she had asked me how I managed to enter the police quarters and get back without being caught, I asked for her response. She smiled again and ordered for her favorite drink. I was sitting in front of her looking into her eyes hoping that at least one day she would open her mouth and respond. I’m still waiting for that day.
All I need to do is the find out the exact room to carry out the mission and make it a successful one. I found out the room and slowly entered the room like a cat. I still have two minutes left, so I decided to remove the mask I’m wearing. I opened the box and placed it in a nearby table and took a lighter from my pocket. I lit up all the candles and woke her up. She was shocked to see me there at that time. It was only 12 seconds remaining to strike 12 for December 12. It was her birthday and as the clock struck 12, I sang “happy birthday” in a very mild voice and asked her to cut the cake. She was in all smiles and she gave me the first piece of cake. I took a slice of cake and dumped it in her mouth and she made sure that she didn’t shout, else all those guards would enter her room and would arrest me. She said it was the best birthday party she had in her life and thanked me for making it a memorable one. I again said “I Love You” and was expecting a reply from her at least this time, but she didn’t and told that she would meet me tomorrow at the coffee shop.
She was watching me from the window how I’m going to get out of the house and I can see that eyes were only filled with hope that I shouldn’t get caught. I got to the top of the compound wall again and sent her a flying kiss. I guess that was the bravest attempt by me rather than meeting a police officer’s daughter in her room. I was overjoyed on the way back to my room my heart was filled with only one question “what would be her reaction and reply to me tomorrow?” I came back to my room and didn’t sleep, but was thinking of all the beautiful moments’ right from the day I met her and till now. I was basically from Chennai and for the past 2 and half years I’ve been working in Bangalore. Bangalore, one of the beautiful places on earth and it was made even more beautiful by my darling. Bangalore was known for its weather, gardens all over and of course for beautiful girls as well. There was this saying that Bangalore was known for its 3 popularities. One is the stray dogs, the second being IT professionals and the third are the beautiful girls.
I was one among those who would fall in the above mentioned 3 popularity; hold on not a stray dog but an IT professional. Right from the day I moved to Bangalore I used to play cricket on weekends and it was really good exercise for me. All the two years was same just looking at those pretty faces at all around the city but the last six months was totally different for me. It was one fine weekend and as usual I was heading for my match. The whole road is covered with trees on either side and the weather was also at its best. Suddenly there was a gentle breeze and it was a flower downpour and at that instant I happened to see this beautiful lady. For the flowers that fell short of her feet had attained its glory and for those which fell on her head or which touched her plumage skin died at her feet of jealousy. She was really cute enough to make people look twice and even I was not spared. I always used to take this route but not even once I had seen this beauty.
For the second time in my life after my college third year I was haunted by a girls face. But this time it was too intense and I need to pay for that. I didn’t play well that day, got out for a duck, sloppy fielding and on top of that I got injured very badly while attempting to take a catch. I was badly hurt on my knee region and it was all bleeding. My friend took me to the nearest hospital and to my surprise the duty doctor at that time was none other than flowers ‘Beautiful Enemy.” Oh my god! Is she a doctor? Then definitely she would be elder than Me.” I was saying it to myself and it was quickly answered when I asked her out when she was dressing my wound. She smiled and said that she was a final year medical student and she is practicing in that hospital. I was so happy than ever and even the ointment which was applied didn’t pain much. She asked me not to strain my leg and advised me to take rest. I really hate when people advice, that too even it’s a doctor but this time I wanted to hear only advice, coz her voice was so sweet as a honey.
She gave me a hand when I was about to get down from the bed. Oh man! I was searching for Ilayarja or A.R Rehman to play a romantic background at that time so that my feelings could have been well expressed. I went back to my room and started searching for a diary and pen. I wanted to start writing poems, coz I’m in love and it’s such a beautiful feeling. The next day my friends insisted me to accompany for shopping and so I went with them in a car. We went to one of the biggest mall in the city and I was waiting outside in front of the showroom where they were purchasing. I suddenly felt someone tapping on my shoulder and when I turned, it was my beautiful doctor. She asked me how was I doing, how was the pain and all. Oh man! Again I couldn’t find Ilayarja or A.R Rehman but anyways her voice was like a melodious musical album. She even asked me, this time with a bit of concern that why I stepped out and straining my leg in spite of her advice. I felt like no one would have taken better control of me at that moment than her eyes and words.
Soon we both started talking and got very well introduced. I don’t want to control my feelings this time and wanted to break it up. But there was a slight fear in my mind whether how she would react to this, but I got enough courage and told her that ‘I Love Her’, she was surprised to hear that coz it’s not even more than 12 minutes since we spoke but I’ve proposed her. She was not kind of a girl who used to just explode on hearing such things, but she was really patient on her patient. I told her how I saw her for the first time yesterday amidst the flowers and what was I going through. She just smiled at me and said “How is that possible? How can you fall in love with a girl in an instant? Do you really believe love at first sight?” Without any hesitation I told “Yeah I do believe love at first sight, because I started loving my mom ever since I opened my eyes.” She really doesn’t know what to reply for that and said that was such a beautiful thing she has ever heard. I was really happy that day but she didn’t reply for me. After a long request, in fact torture I got her mobile number on one condition that I shouldn’t call her frequently as she would be busy with her work and studies.
From that day every morning and night I used to message her, send her some romantic film dialogues as message for which seldom I used to get reply that too only for selected messages. Soon the reply from the other end also started to increase and we started calling each other at late nights when the whole world is asleep. I know she has at least some kind of affection towards me but don’t know when it would really blossom into love. I used to accompany her for shopping and movies and it’s only once I have she had come out with me in my bike. Every time she tries to scare me saying that her father is a police officer and if caught red handed I have to face serious consequences, but I used to reply back saying that I’m proud becoming a son-in-law for a police officer. She always liked this positive gesture from me and I strongly feel that she was my positive energy. I sometimes feel that I can even handle her father 'the martinet' but not her silence when I ask her about her decision. I don’t know what is stopping her from giving a response. But she has once messaged me that if she had plans of marrying someone then I would definitely be the first choice. There were times when I couldn’t able to speak to her or meet her on weekends, I used visit the hospital wait in the patients queue, get my turn and then used to speak with her for which I used to get scolding’s later.
Hmmm … it’s getting late now, time is already 1.30 am and I need to sleep now, so that I can get up early and meet her. I got up a bit early in morning and went to meet her. When she came, I again greeted her for her birthday and gifted a rose. She told that she was really shocked to see me around 12 am and was thinking about me all the night which I used to do every day, thinking of her. After she had asked me how I managed to enter the police quarters and get back without being caught, I asked for her response. She smiled again and ordered for her favorite drink. I was sitting in front of her looking into her eyes hoping that at least one day she would open her mouth and respond. I’m still waiting for that day.
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