Living death for moments Mannu
realised the beauty of this life.
The pain and sorrow had
gone to a foreign land.
I was no more a stranger in
a stranger land.
Whoooaaa! He was alive. In the pool of water
he imagined the road that could be taken.
The tickets for the home journey had been cancelled and for the rest of
their lives, his parents were to know that the first semester exams were over
on 31st March and on the 1st April Mannu was at home.
Being together was much more prized than being together on birthday. They
agreed easily. Urges from within him wanted to tell them the reality. But he
took it without a burden. This was the new reality of his life. And he found
nothing wrong if this half truth was going to shower on him the biggest
happiness of his life; togetherness with his true love!
No matter
when he slept, Mannu woke up at 6 am, studied till the brightest hour of noon,
took lunch within half an hour and then started the planning with Pia for that
most beautiful morning of their lives. Pia’s exams were to begin from the first
week of April. She was sure that she wouldn’t have to take any permission to
come out that day. The excuse was that of classes. Her parents would never want
her to miss a class and never question if she is late by an hour. Things at
once had started running very smooth.
In one go,
Pia knew that Mannu had purchased a ring. Mannu was wrong even in the tenth
guess every day. But Pia, would still ask, “Are you really coming for me?”
Mannu simply
smiled and dropped a virtual kiss on her forehead. Good old words had proved
their significance again. You win something, you lose the other. You lose
something, you win the other. Pia had an ever living confusion if she would be
able to impress Mannu with her first look? It made him smile again as it had
already been done far before. All he did again was kiss her through the phone.
Putting the books aside after spending hours
in front of them, Mannu’s impatient mind was not wound up in the primary or
secondary coils of the texted transformer, but in a jungle of belongings. The
ratio of excitement between packing the luggage to the journey was presently
greater than one. Half an hour before sleep was dedicated for packing luggage.
Nitesh had lent a travel bag. After stuffing the borrowed bag one by one with
the needed items Mannu tallied them with the slip note stuck on the almirah for
a recheck.
-Shirt
(black striped)
-Trousers
(the only good ones)
-Gifts
(diary, ring, courier)
-Fragrance
(Axe Chocolate)
-Inner
wears (new pair)
-Tickets
(2)
-Socks
(new pair)
-Money?
No comments:
Post a Comment