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I was going to meet my friends. On my way, I saw a house and the door was wide open. I was debating in my mind whether I should go on my way or enter this house. It was hard to make up the mind to do the right thing. Usually, Nighttime is our ideal time to break in the house. But now, I didn’t make any effort, luck is favouring me. I thanked the opportunity and went inside the house. I would hide here till the night and then carry on with my task.
Noone was there in the sight. I roamed around the house to find the right spot to hide. Space behind the bedroom cupboard seemed to be a good spot to hide. The room looked clean and beautifully decorated. Suddenly, my nostrils are filled with wonderful odour. Maybe it is coming from the dining room. I waited for the right time to sneak out of the room. But before I do that, someone entered the room. She looked sleepy after heavy lunch and went straight to the bed.
After some time, her breathing became even and rhythmic. I can’t stop looking at her. I looked again to make sure there is no visible danger around her. I braced my mind and went close to the bed. I sat on the side of the bed. She seemed to be in deep sleep. I inched close to her and started whispering she is beautiful. She seemed confused in her half-asleep state. I whispered even more loudly, this time her eyes popped open quickly, She looked at me once with irritated eyes and carelessly hit me with her hands. She shouted “Mom, close the door. Mosquitos started coming in the morning also”
I died a pathetic death, spilling my blood for her.
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She was waving her hands at me to bring me to the present, I was looking at her without actually seeing her.
“What happened to you? “ She tapped my shoulder to get an answer.
“Oh yeah. Nothing happened. I was just thinking and … “ My voice trailed off again to distance.
“You always do this. How many times I have told you to tell me what’s going on in your mind” She said in the complaining voice.
“I am trying to write something different” I clutched the pen and looked at the blank paper staring at me.
“I am curious to know what will you write. Did you make up your mind on that? Is it story , poem or article? Oh wait, did you decide on the genre first? “ She sounded excited.
It was hard to say plain no to her , so I tried my best to come up with good reply “ I have something in mind But I can’t say it now. Be my reader to find out in future”
“You are being too much. Tell me so I can give my inputs to that” She said in the puppy voice.
I looked at her and asked her another question trying to avoid answer to this “What do you think to read, say I will write it for you”
She smiled at me and said “That means, You haven’t made up your mind on the topic or genre right? “
I sighed , Before I could answer she turned my face towards her and said “ Writer decides what to tell the readers and how to engage them with the story. Reader just follow the writer word by word”
She smiled and pointed towards the paper and said “Go ahead. I am waiting to read your story. Write a story which makes you happy”
I looked at her intently and started writing with a smile. Sometimes you need someone you are curious about what you write and also gives you the motivation to write something you love.
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I clenched my teeth and tightened the grip on the television remote until my hands became numb. “What happened Raj? Is everything alright?“ My wife’s voice seemed distant at this moment. I was so angry to answer. She came near me and tapped my shoulder to get my attention.
I pointed at the television and shouted at the top of the voice “Are they even humans? Due to a few people like this, we are doubting the humanity nowadays. Even animals are more compassionate than us”
She looked at the television and said with a deep sigh “This is today’s reality. you can’t change everyone out there. The only thing you can do at this moment is to try something to get it out of your mind “
“What can I do? ” I asked a simple yet complicated question.
She tapped at my forehead and said with a smile “You have to find it out if that is bothering you so much”.
I smiled back at her and replied “You surprised me today. I was expecting regular dialogue like this ” I playfully mimicked her voice ‘You shouldn’t go out at such times. Corona cases are getting crazily increasing day by day’
She tried to maintain the composure in her voice and said “I know. But someone has to do that. This is unavoidable”
I turned her around looking straight at her eyes and asked “Are you sure? Won’t you be sad if anything happens to me ?“
She looked tensed for a moment then gained her composure and smiled at me and said jokingly “You know, I am kind of bored looking at your face 24*7 and want some peace in the house without the television’s sound”.
She added with more confidence ” Don’t worry you will be fine, nothing will happen to you”
I thought for a while and started saying “I think I should get some…”
As if reading my mind she hurried towards the kitchen to pack foods before I said it aloud.
I got ready properly for going out, it’s been months since I had done that. I had worn my favourite dress, belt and put on my deodorant.
I went to the kitchen to check on the things. She has put on her invisible chef’s hat and made everything ready as I would expect. Her care always moves my heart.
Getting used to the new normal I put on the mask, packed my sanitizer and also got the things she had packed. My car was dusty for being kept in the garage for a long time. After some struggle, the car started. I clutched the steering wheel tight, the deserted road was adding more fear of corona. No one was on the sight. I was driving mindlessly and the music was adding rhythm to my thoughts.
There were only a few checkpoints on my way. I moved on easily after showing my e-pass. Suddenly I saw a group of monkeys fighting over the food spilt near the garbage bin and stopped the car at a distance.
I got down, opened my food boxes and kept them at the side of the road. Monkeys were staring at me. I expected the monkeys to move close to me, But ages of aggression have taught them well. I sighed and started driving slowly and looking at the rear mirror. Monkeys were sniffing the food and started eating hurriedly. I wondered how long they had been hungry. I looked at the remaining food packets and drove on to other roads in the hope of finding more monkeys. This place used to be a tourist spot, monkeys had no issue with the food then. But now the time is very unpredictable, not sure of the future, at least as long as I can, I will do this daily from now on. My mind was remembering the disturbing news I had heard today, where one person was hitting the monkey for eating his spilt over food and killed it by hanging in the nearby tree.
It’s true, In our busy lives even we don’t have time to think of the fellow human beings. But someone should think of these animals and be compassionate, even if we can’t help, we shouldn’t harm them.
That’s a true way of giving back to society and the proof that we have our 6th sense.
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I was anxious, I think you might have guessed that yourself by seeing me roam here and there on the hospital floor. I kept on looking at the operation theatre’s door as if I can see right through that. People say that God alone is the final support at such times, So I placed my hands together in front of me and started praying. Oh, that’s better, I tried to calm my mind a little bit. I needed to be strong. I took my mobile to look at the time but began to stare at its wallpaper. There she was, smiling happily at me, my one and only daughter touching her tummy affectionately. My hands reflexively clutched the phone tight. I looked at the labour ward. I wish I was there with her inside holding her hands tight. She was a strong girl from childhood, she would be fine, I tried to console myself looking at my crossed fingers.
The doctor came out with a nurse, looked as if they were discussing something seriously and then he asked something to the nurse, She looked hither and thither and pointed towards me. They gestured me to come near them. I moved as fast as my legs could carry me. My heart beats increased and I could feel the tension in the air.
“Doctor, how’s she ?” I asked in a shaky voice.
He looked up from the file and said with the practised smile “She’s fine and so is the child. She’s blessed with the baby girl. Congratulations Aninitha Ji”. I sighed in relief. Luckily nothing was serious as I expected few minutes back. I thanked the doctor holding my hands together at the same time looking up at God with teary eyes. I rushed inside to see them. My daughter was still unconscious. I went near her and wiped her tired sweaty face with my saree’s edge and kissed her forehead.
A nurse came in and handed me the baby. My joy had no boundary on that day. My eyes were shedding happy tears. I remembered the moment when I got my daughter for the first time in my hands. She looked exactly like her, same stubborn curly hair and big round eyes. I was lost in my memory. She was making some sounds as if trying to get my attention back to her. My heart was overwhelming with joy when her little hand clutched my finger with immense strength. I sat down beside my daughter and kissed the baby’s forehead and held them both close to my body and silently promised myself to take care of these two until my last breath.
I was lying lazily flapping my big ears probably half-asleep lost in my thoughts. When my master first brought me here from my home, I was missing everything there. I would close my eyes and imagine being there in dense forest with loads of food and the refreshing river water with my family. Even once I tried to find my way back, But I couldn’t remember much, as I was very young back then. My owner used to control me with a stick and tied me with the chain. Here food is very limited and also he gives me when he wants to, not when I am hungry. I wish someday I get the chance to find my family and to be with them. But later I got used to this place. It was kind of fun to see the kids jump at my sight shouting “See ! there’s an elephant”.
I was pulled to present with the sudden commotion around me. My master was packing everything and leaving somewhere in a hurry with his family. I noticed with a sigh that he didn’t keep any food for me. I asked myself can I go somewhere in search of the food. I looked at my legs, luckily in the hurry to leave, He had forgotten to tie me with the chain.
I got up with tremendous effort carrying my gigantic body. I moved out of the house and started walking slowly.
In the past, these streets used to be crowded with people. There were some functions I would go with my master, kids happily rode on me, people got my blessings and gave me bananas or a piece of paper which my master took it with joy. He never let me go anywhere alone. He always clutched my chains in his firm hand and forced me to go with him.
Today I am walking on my own without anyone to control me. Finally, I found some hope to fulfil my wish. My legs were eagerly taking me forward towards the forest. Streets were empty and all the doors were closed. I wondered where did humans go? I hadn’t spotted even one person. It felt strange. On the way, the banana smell was wafting in the air momentarily distracting me from the nearby farm. Cautiously I looked around making sure no one was there to shoo me away. I went inside and had loads of bananas until my stomach was full. I hoped that should hold off my hunger for some days. Dogs were encouraging me to go fast, Did they increase in numbers from the last time I remembered? I wondered. The summer heat was intolerable so I went into the river and cheerfully started bathing. My body felt energetic after this refreshing bath. While leaving the village, I noticed some closely packed houses. Then a small girl squeaked from a window pointing at me. Unknowingly I felt happy like my good old days. I had some pressing questions in my mind, why were they all inside the house? why won’t she come out to ride on me? I went close to the house and tried to tell her silent goodbye before leaving. I tried to trespass the gate. It collapsed completely as I tried to move further inside. But I got confused and mentally swore ‘ I had merely touched them’. The pleased look on her face got changed into fear. It was hilarious how these humans used to control me with a small stick. But now they were scared of something and have locked themselves inside the house. Did anyone more powerful than humans exist?
I moved towards the forest, with every step my heartbeat was increasing in excitement. Trees were happily welcoming me home. I went deep inside the forest to embrace nature and to breathe the freedom in the air.
There was silence for a long time. She sighed and wondered whether he’s listening to her or again started looking at his phone. She cleared her throat before turning around to check. There was no response still.
“Are you even listening to me ?” She said in irritated voice looking at him.
“I was… I mean I am listening to you” He said in a lost voice.
“Really? Can you remind me what I was saying to you ?” She rolled her eyes looking straight at his eyes.
“You know I get lost looking at you. Your words just flew away” He threw his dazzling smile.
“Good escape” She pursed her lips trying to look angry but smiled broadly then looking at him.
“Love is … “ He started thinking for the opt word.
“Blind?” She offered teasingly, looking at him from distance.
“No stupid. Love is usually never blind like our’s” he winked at her replying even more teasingly.
She came close, kept the hands in her hip and asked angrily “Is our love blind ?”.
He thought for a while and replied slowly “Yes love is blind, you are so conscious about looking after me, my wish, my needs, likes, dislikes, you are not seeing what you are doing to yourself in the progress. Clear your mind and try to see peacefully, We had envisioned a life together of happiness doing whatever we wish and fulfilling all our dreams. Don’t let the days flew away without living. Love me always but live for yourself also. Will you let me do this for you at any cost?”.
She hugged him tight with the tears in her eyes. He is right to some extent.
“It’s never too late to order food from hotel” she shouted from the hall , her eyes moving here and there in the book she was holding, taking in every word in it.
“It’s okay. I can manage. Just give me 5 minutes” He shouted back. He sighed and played the the you tube video again for nth time. He had followed every step in it. But that dish is nowhere similar to the end result.
She looked at the watch, kept the book down and came to kitchen with suspicion.
“At least tell me what you are trying to make ? So I can help” she tried to peek into his phone.
“No no . I said I will manage. Go to hall and read . Don’t disturb me” He replied impatiently.
She hugged him from behind and about to leave, when she holded her hand and asked her to stay.
“Fine. I am done with this. Tell me why this isn’t working “ She thrusted his phone in her hand.
She carefully watched it and looked around the kitchen and sighed.
“Everything okay except one…” She paused.
“Except what? ” He asked removing sweat from his forehead.
” You have to switch on the stove without forgetting always” She pinched his cheeks and said.
She can’t control the laughter until he also joined in. They cooked together and had their tasty dinner at last.
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(It’s my small tribute as a Harry potter fan. In part 2 – Chamber of Secrets, through lockhart’s card carrying cupids, Ginny delivered harry a song as Valentine’s day proposal. But harry did not accept it at that time. This story is an imaginary continuation happening during Harry’s sixth year based on that incident.)
Harry looks out of the window enjoying the view of green spring grass and sound of birds singing melody. The smell of spring was hovering in the air. The weather was warm. Students were on the grounds enjoying the climate. But Harry is standing with Ron and Hermoine in an empty corridor, waiting for Ginny . As Ginny approaches them, he caught the sudden waft of that flowery smell. He inhales deeply to get a grip, and says, “Ginny , I don’t know how to say this to you. but i want to say it eitherway. I…“. Ginny looks around questioningly at Hermoine and Ron . They also seem confused by his words. It’s been 6 years since Ginny saw harry for first time in real. but she couldn’t stop herself from falling for him everytime. Ginny lets out a sigh.
“Ginny…”.Harry calls again to get back her attention. Snapping out of her daydream, Ginny asks casually, “Yes Harry. What do u want to tell me?”
Harry seems to be rehearsing something in his mind before telling her. Ginny seems surprised by his nervousness. It was usually she who became nervous when Harry is around. Harry produces his wand suddenly and gives it a wave. A lovely red card appears in his hand. He looks nervously at Ron and gives the card to Ginny. Thinking of enormous possibilities Ginny smiles broadly. She openes the card and begins reading.
“His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad
His hair is as dark as a blackboard.
I wish he was mine, he’s really divine
The hero who conquered the dark lord”
Recognizing those familiar words she looks up eagerly at Harry and tries to get any hint through his eyes. It was the same song she had written for Harry years ago. He merely returns her smile and gestures her to go on with reading. It seemed a huge effort to concentrate with her mind thinking of all possibilities. Moving all those thoughts aside she turns the card to read the remaining content.
“You are my sunshine,
Fresh as rain,
I wish you are mine,
Love of my life time”
Ginny was so overwhelmed by happiness and looks at the card with a lovely smile. Only the card carrying cupids were missing. Looking around she realises it was the same corridor Harry had been forced to listen the singing valentine message she sent through the dwarfs. This sweet moment was exactly how Ginny planned years back. Harry looks at Ron. He smiles approvingly. Ron looks around at Hermoine with longing eyes but finds her too busy looking at Ginny & Harry. Hermoine flickers her wand and makes flowers shower over them. “That’s very thoughtful” says Ron. “Thank you, Ron!” said Hermione, looking both pleased and a little confused. Harry turned away, smiling to himself and holds out his hand and Ginny takes it. Forgetting the people around, they end up hugging each other and he plants a sweet kiss on her forehead. Fred and Feorge comes hurrying towards them.
“Aww George, we missed the fun. Do it again Harry” says Fred. Harry rolls his eyes. All end up laughing.