Wednesday, 6 July 2016

C U 2MROW @ 9 (July 6, 2016)

The night had grown old and the moon made a faded appearance outside the window. They both were in love with that night. They prayed together, thanked God for the 9 pm of everyday, talked, sang songs, laughed and kissed.  Yes! The love grew deeper, minute by minute, kiss by kiss. The confusion gave way to oneness and Mannu was in love with her from head to foot, her eyes, her ears, her nails, her voice, her skin, her fingers, her fragrance so imagined and even the colour of her iris. They were to celebrate the 3rd of every month as the day of love, the day of Mannu and Pia. The first thing to be updated the next morning was the relationship status on ORKUT. Backspace ‘Single’ and ink space ‘Committed’! The ORKUT account had sparked their lives. No one dare to reach the end of the night, but time had its flow.


Mannu opened his eyes abruptly. The call had ended. Yes it had as Mannu’s cell account balance halted at zero after a beep, heard several times before. She called from her mother’s phone just to end the call softly. Her phone account too ran out of balance. The clock showed 5 am and the dim morning light entered Mannu’s bedroom. Meanwhile, it was the time for Pia’s grandmother to wake up and Pia had to consent on her words that she had had a very pleasant sleep. Their talks started and Pia was bereft of any sleep that night. A message from Pia popped up and it became the day starte for Mannu.  There was something else that rather surprised him. In all the hustle of the day he forgot about the dark change that unfolded around. The PC stood still. The study table as usual was messed up. Between the sounds of the tick of the clock, the fluttering of the calendar proved that it existed. It stole the look of Mannu’s eyes as if something new happened. Every rotation of the fan took a part of him away to a place where he was all alone.  Drowned in the depth of the ocean of his thoughts, he realised it was the time to leave home. Wiping the nostalgic commodity off his eyes he saw everything for one last time. A smile popped up as the last words escaped his lips. Alvida Avadh, goodbye Avadh. 

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