Monday, September 27, 2010

Abhimaan's saga...

...It was raining cats and dogs in Dohijuri... As far as his vision could lead him to, there was but a foam of white all around... No sane man would have left from his house that day... But this was different... totally different... She had asked her to meet him at the shed off the old cow-yard of the Ghose's... An usually abandoned spot... But then what piece of Earth in Dohijuri wasn't abandoned today... But then there was no chance to replan, postpone or reschedule this rendezvous... The command had been left on his old cycle, a chit stating the location and time, reason went unstated... But then when she called for, no guy in Dohijuri would need reason...

It was the first Kalbaisakhi of the season... The coconut trees were swaying madly, threatening to tear off their bases... Not an animal was to be seen... Even the swans were well hidden behind the reeds... The river was filled upto the brim and threatened to overflow at any moment... Any stranger would been petrified by the way the thunder reverberated in the open space... But he weren't a stranger, he could walk these lanes blind-folded... He knew every lane, every by-lane of Dohijuri... Another deafening thunder brought his senses back to reality...  He had almost neared the pre-decided spot, when a sudden thought sent tremors down her spine... What if she didn't come... He hadn't thought of this earlier... All the happiness that had started forming in him blew off in a second... Yet, he decided to try his luck... He walked on... The path that he would have covered in less than ten minutes on any other day, had taken over twenty minutes today... He was disgusted... Any now there was no one near the  shed... No one at all... At this moment, had it been possible he would have kicked his own butt... But that option being unavailable he kicked at astone ahead of him...

"Ouch"... panted someone... He turned to see her waiting by the banyan tree, drenched to her skin... She was stooping down and rubbing her ankle... He went towards her... picked her up... He was just going to ask her the reason for calling him, when a sweet coice chimed in his ears, "Abhimaan, I love you..." He didn't reply... or rather couldn't reply... His voice was choked... He just bent down a little towards the 5 feet frame and the softness of their lips touched each other...

3 comments:

  1. last part is jus tooooooooo romantically descripted..........luved a last part

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  2. @sreya u r right....

    nyce 1 srijita......Kissing scene ta imagine korte parchi ....

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