Sunday, February 26, 2012

White Lad Part 2

3 Years have past by and there he could feel no change,according to him nothing has changed in his life his adolescence has not changed a bit he remained in the same mental stage where his unrealistic believe in comics were at the same peak of honor as he used to keep earlier, though the surrounding has changed capital is not the same his neighbors aren't the same except for one,instead of the morning milk he used to get now he gets is a cup of tea. There are also some changes which he never noticed but came with age his lust for guitar had just attained a height from where it could never come back his choice of music had changed he had jumped his genre from rock pop to Ghazal. There were new things also making a mark in his life it would be his poetry reading that had just hit puberty(well that had to come it was in gens) he had started playing cricket on a regular basis with his new neighbor's and he had also started sort of liking it.And disliked changes brought upon him by time was that he had stopped reading books on a regular basis he had started engulfing him self in an invention called television which he still regrets the most.

Since last 3 years it had become a regular routine for him to wait in front of her house in the morning till she came out to catch her bus so that he could get her company to the bus stop even though his bus used to be half an hour later then hers.One morning she didn't come out of her house he kept waiting till he could the same day he went in the evening just to inquire about what made her not attend school today but what he saw was more shocking he saw a lock on the door.He presumed that she must have gone out,he still was pertaining to his regular routine he kept waiting for her for the next 20 days but she didn't come out.It had been 3 years since she had arrived in Delhi so no one knew her family better then he did it was almost useless to ask anyone about her.He had lost almost all hope except for one that if they would have shifted someone would have occupied there house.Which was true one fine day she came out and his face had become like a pink balloon from a normal white balloon he was.The first thing he asked her was about her family being absconding and the answer he got was just a silence the weird part was that she was not wearing her uniform which she had to wear to go to school.He asked her that too the answer again was lost in the disturbance of silence.that morning her pace was faster then the usual she normally used to talk along the way she used to ask about his work at school his previous day with his new friends but that day she didn't say anything.He tried to reduce the speed at which they were walking but didn't help at last at the half way mark he stopped and asked her the problem she looked at me with a dismal face and said that today she won't go to school he accepted it and asked her the problem she said she would never come to school from now onward.He had frozen and had started speculating an atomic bomb to be dropped soon at the very place he was standing.He managed himself and asked why?.The answer took time to reach its point but she said it and she said it.Since last 20 days she was in Canada and she had gone to look for a house with her family as she was about to shift there permanently she had come to India just for one day to give there house back and to do all legal stuff. He felt like he was struck with a Hugh rock and crushed beneath it. She said that she came out today to see him for the last time and before he would come back from school she would have left for the airport. And now the lamp of silence had just shifted from her side to his side. They kept moving till the bus stop came with the least conversation possible.That day he wanted his bus to come early he wasn't able to see her face and she was just looking at him waiting for something to come out but nothing came what came was the bus he boarded it and gave her the last good bye he ever gave her in person and she ran back.He kept looking at her from the bus till her image reduced and what he was left with now was her image in his mind. After the school he came back running to her house and she was right they had left..........

1 comment:

  1. a typical bollywood movie style blog..very nice :):)...but tragic ending..:(

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