Friday, September 22, 2017

The First Man of my life





As the earth finds its same place in its orbit exactly after 365 days….when you chose to leave us to be a twinkling star at the sky….

Dewta….

I just wonder how time flies….!!!!

It’s been 1 year since you're gone….keeping those memories alive..……
I recount all those lost moments….the divine connection of a father to a daughter. The First Man of my life……

How awesome those days were…when we used to watch Chitrahar together every Wednesday……Sing our hearts out in the evening gupshups under the starry sky.  

My first unforgettable movie experience ‘Jeewan Surabhi’, when I was almost lost in the movie-mad crowd….when your ever-safe hands pulled me back to life.

How can I forget those hot and spicy samosas and kachories, you used to bring for us in the mornings and our little fights among bro and sisters for the biggest piece.., …I still feel the taste in my buds…..  

You tried to put in some discipline in our school days…early to bed and early to rise….But, you know Dewta! I used to be angry with you when you always wake me up early morning to study…..and sit beside me with lots of questions…..teach me for endless hours…

I still remember your red eyed warning that if I won’t study properly, you will tie my knot with an illiterate farmer………And…yes! It was just the perfect medicine….

I ever wondered how the hell on earth you came to know….when I started loving someone….and …Hee!! Hee!!! You read my love letters too….

Can I forget ever how you cried on my wedding day……like a kid?

No one could find my weakness and work on them like you.
No one was able to get inside and take every secret from my heart like you.

I keep remembering you….miss you…..
No one can take your place…..Dewta!!!

May be…God loves you more than us
Sometimes tears stream through my eyes….
I know, there is nothing else we can do than just praying…

Dewta….I will keep praying for you!!!


Saturday, July 29, 2017

That Hug in the Rain



It was a Friday. A decade back. I kept calling him up so many times throughout the day. Minimum 30 times, I am sure! His phone kept ringing, and I got fed up by hearing the lady’s voice again and again, saying, ‘the person you are calling is unavailable to pick your call.” 

My frustration level was piling up. I could assume that last few days, he had been trying to ignore me for some reasons. My colleagues were also enquiring if everything was alright with me. I maintained silence.  

I thought of calling him up again from the bus, while returning from my office.

I boarded the bus at Nehru Place. It started raining. The crowded bus accelerated my frustration. The smell of sweat, rain-drops from the windows, push from every direction, fights for woman’s seats, the typical Haryanvi slangs, all these spices didn’t give me space to take out the phone and call him from the bus.

Anyways, I got down from the bus at my destination. It was still pouring heavily. I halted for a while in the bus stand. I thought of calling him up for the last time. My fingers started searching for the phone inside the bag. But….Whoaaaa!!! The phone was not there. I sat in a corner, took out most of the stuff from the bag, but could not find the handset. My anger, frustration, situation, everything made my eye-drops rolling out to make my lips salty. One or two on-lookers approached me to offer help. I totally agreed to the popular saying – “When troubles come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.”

However, the rain showed no indication to stop. I thought of walking in that rain as my room was not so far. And I did. I was fully drenched. I could hear one drunkard whistling at me. 

I entered the open PCO, which was almost next to my room. I dialed my Mom to break the news that I had lost my mobile phone. And, then, I dialed his number….. Probably looking at the unknown number, he picked up the call.

“Hello..” His voice.

“I lost my mobile phone.” I was calm….I think the rain had already coolen my head. 

“Oops….bad news…but, how it happened?” He showed his courtesy.

“Can you come to meet me now?” My straight question, while I had no mood to explain how I lost my mobile phone.

“Nowww? Hey, not possible!!! It’s raining so heavily……and, and, my friends are planning to have a get-together in the evening…! So,…I think it won’t be possible…” Almost strong statement.

“Yes! It’s raining cats & dog…but, my heart is roaring. I would be waiting for you even in the rain, in front of 69, Bhagawan Nagar……till you come down. I don’t care whatever happens. I will not enter my home.” And, I didn’t wait to hear his response, kept the phone on the cuddle. 

His room was just half a kilometer away. I kept waiting in the rain in front of my home. Thank God! My landlords used to live in the first floor. Rainy chill and continuous wind made me tremble. But, I was firm. Even, rain also tested my tolerance level. No break, but, no give-up! 

After almost half an hour, I could see him far away…..in miasma, walking slowly towards me……with an umbrella….Probably, he came to check whether I was actually waiting for him in that heavy shower…

While he was just few meters away from me…… I almost ran and hugged him tight. Thank God! He didn’t take a turn!!! He patted my back slowly after a while, shielded me from the heavy raindrops with his umbrella…..
And yes……that hug was not for a while…….but, for the whole life….I didn’t let him go away……. Poor Guy! 

And now, ‘TODAY’, we completed tenth year…..


Ofcourse, it hasn’t always been so easy.  We have our share of ups and downs, annoying at times, hilarious at times, and lovely at times! But, please do wish us so that our love grows deeper and deeper every single day…..

Happy 10th Anniversary to both of us!!!! :)


Monday, May 1, 2017

My AtoZ Challenge




It was not easy for me to complete the Challenge….but, somehow I did it… Wrote 26 short stories using all the alphabets during the Month of April… yay!!!!

Here are my 5 favorites :
  1. That Endless Summer Night
  2. That Diamond Ring
  3. The Cave
  4. Pink Slip
  5. That Kiss on the Train
Here are all the stories :


  1. We crossed that Zenith point
  2. I yelled. She yawned. And, my Youth revived.
  3. Xerox Copy turned out to be lucky for me
  4. Wild in Wood
  5. Verbal handcuff
  6. Unconditional love for my Half girl-friend
  7. The Power of that Topaz
  8. That Scary Scratch
  9. Lemon from the Road side Romeo
  10. Don’t judge Quickly
  11. Pink Slip
  12. Optimism misplaced
  13. Non Veg Neighbor
  14. That Mysterious Lady
  15. Love at Forty Two
  16. That Kiss on the Train
  17. That Jewel
  18. That Island and the cottage
  19. That Humming Sound
  20. The Ghost near my Gate
  21. That Fan of Mine
  22. That Endless Summer Night
  23. That Diamond Ring
  24. The Cave
  25. Beach katha
  26. When Awesomeness becomes Abjection

We crossed that Zenith point





We were searching a good place to talk, have some intimate moments. It’s been six months we were seeing each other. Now, we needed to talk and plan for our future. My parents were giving constant pressure saying I was running out of my age for marriage. 

Rahul bought a new motor cycle.  We thought of going to the nearby hill top. We planned to catch up the sunset too. Roads were not good…a bit muddy. Narrow lane through big pine trees….. In few places, it was just up and up….and the edges were quite sharp. We took more time than expected. We saw few wood cutters on our way…who were coming down from the forest area.  They gave some awkward looks at us as if they were wondering why we were going towards that side.

We reached the top….there was silence, such as might have existed before the birth of sound.  We saw one sign-board – “This is the Zenith point.Don’t cross this point, you will be at risk.”

From that point, there was  a slope…. There was a big tree beside that board. And the grass were quite smooth. We sat there, and took out our eatables.

Suddenly, my mobile phone rang. I had kept it in the grass. I picked it up to receive the call. Oops! It slipped from my hand, fell down in the sloping…..I could see it rolling down the lane….and stuck in a tree few feet down to us.

We were helpless…what to do now….Should we go down and bring it ….We were confused. It was still day time, so why to worry….!!!

Rahul walked down…..My heart seemed to stop beating and then the worst came….A double flash of lightening with a crash of loudest thunder, all of a sudden. The thunder pealed and echoed across the hill and among the distant forests. The flood-gates of heaven suddenly opened and let out their rain in streaming torrents.

I could see Rahul going down and down. 

The drops started falling down with a rapid rushing sound upon me . A moment later an another flash, even more brighter and of longer duration than the first, lit up the sky from zenith to horizon and bathed the place momentarily in dazzling whiteness.

I quickly went closer to the tree, tried to save myself as much as possible, from the rain and wind.  

Now, I could not see Rahul anymore….

The rain stopped. I could see the rain glistering on the leaves and branches. I shouted Rahul loud so many times…..my voice echoed from every side……But, no response from Rahul….I screamed…..cried my heart out and loud…I decided to go down to find him…..

I slowly started walking down with my bare foot....

The wind rose suddenly, and in less than a minute, as if, the storm that had been gathering all day burst forth in its full fury. I was lost…..



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