Her
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“We reached the science festival
venue and presented our presentations there. After some hours from completing
my presentation, the program started to get bore.
At
afternoon, I had my lunch and sat in the main hall of the venue where the prize
distribution is going to be held. Slowly the hall was filled by the students
and professors, and the boring prize distribution started.
Suddenly my
mobile vibrated. I saw it, it is from her.
Her: where
are you?
Me: in front
rows… where are you?
Her: just
look behind you
My heart beat increased and it is
like, I am hearing my heart beat loudly as it is in front of mike on stage. I
slowly turned back to see her, my heart beating at its full extent, as I turned
back I am looking into her eyes. That feel is awesome when I turned towards her
but she is already looking at me. This situation is damn cool. There are no
words to describe this feeling.
Finally the boring program ended at
6 in the evening, but as we came out of the hall it is raining hard, our
professor said to madam.
Professor:
it looks like this rain is falling nonstop since afternoon, it is also getting
dark, and the railway station is too far from here so let’s go
by bus to our town at the bus stop located a few foot steps ahead.
To these
words of professor madam agreed and we are at the bus station a half an hour
later.
We all boarded the bus, I preferred
the window seat, she too got into the bus and sat just before seat of mine with
her friend. I started to play music from my playlist in my head set.
It Is a dimly lit cloudy evening and
the rain stopped finally, an dour bus is on wheels just after a minute.
The rain stopped and the bus is now
moving through the middle of the city. I am watching the colorful shopping
malls and marts which are receding as the bus is moving on the water filled
roads of the city. The sight of the colorful city at this evening is awesome
and the soft music in my ears added more feel to this sight.
The bus slowly crossing the city and
reached the out skirts of the city, the bus is running smooth on the rain
washed high way road. The sight of the fields and open places beside the high
way in that dimly lit cloudy evening and the music running in ears bought goose
bumps.
Slowly we crossed the city; in the
bus it is silent and dark. The chilled air coming from outside from the window,
the dimly lit evening sky, the beautiful climate, the water filled wet roads,
the soft music in ears, and the bus journey with her on this high way made me
feel something in me. Which I can’t explain. I enjoyed the feel in that dark
evening journey.
I enjoyed every second in that dimly
lit evening, and the soft music and among all the silence between us made me
feel more pleasant.
The time is running, the couple of
hours passed greatly, the evening dusk is turning into night, we are nearer to
our town, I wanted to travel like this for some more hours and few more
kilometers.
The bus finally brought us to our
town after travelling a 100 kilometers of tireless journey. The time is almost
9, all the students got down the bus and started to their houses.
She turned towards me at the last
instant we are leaving and gave a smile of bye.
I too got down the bus and started
towards my house, walking lonely on the dark rain pooled roads. I am still
remembering the entire scenario in the bus and enjoyed the feeling with her I
experienced.
Though we even didn’t talk to each
other today, I enjoyed every second with her as we communicated through the
silence which ran between us in the entire journey. So I enjoyed our first
meeting outside as we are unable to meet in college as we are not allowed to
meet so.
Now, I reached home almost tired. I
took a warm bath and some hot dinner.
I composed a
good night message and without waiting for reply I slipped in to a comfortable
pleasant sleep.
I got up in the morning; it was raining hard
since mid night. This monsoon season looks like the best season for me. I took
a glance at the inbox of messages, but I found no reply from her. I kept my
mobile aside and brushed my teeth.
It is 6:30am, the light outside is
dim and fully cloudy, the continuous rain, cool air from the balcony and the
hot vapouring coffee in my hands made me feel comfort in my room.
While I am enjoying this rain, my
mobile started to ring. I lifted the call, it is from our college receptionist.
College
receptionist: today is declared as an holiday.
Me: I know,
for this continuous rain definitely our college will announce a holiday.
College
receptionist: no, not for this continuous rain, it is because a girl student
met with an accident yesterday night and she was spot dead.
I paused for
a moment and enquired her name in a low tone; there is a silence in the call
and the sounds of the falling rain echoing in my ears.
The College
receptionist told “HER” name.
All of a sudden my senses blocked, a
big thunder roared in the sky, now the continuous rain looks like crying tears
of the nature for “HER” death.
Slowly a tear drop ran from my eye
and my mouth struggled to speak to College receptionist, so I ended the call
and went to the balcony, and cried bitterly on that cloudy rainy morning…….
(to
be continued)
Written by
K.sarath
kumar
