Monsoon Reverie - Episode-1

Monsoon Reverie

                                                Episode-1

“Can I sit in the window-side seat, please?” asked the girl when she climbed up the bus in hurry, catching books in one hand and a wet umbrella in the other.

She was almost drenched in the rain.

The man who was sitting in the front-seat didn’t notice her. He was engaged in reading a fat book in his hand.

Once again the girl asked in a louder voice.

“Can I sit in the window-side seat next to you?”

Now the man lifted his head and saw her, leaving way to her to go to the seat by pulling his legs backward and  said seriously “O.K. by all means”.

The girl responded smilingly.

It was monsoon rain pouring heavily outside. The seat in which the girl sat was completely wet as rain pattering very badly at the window-glass. “O” the girl breathed noisily “I cannot sit here” spoken herself.

“Sinchana, come at the back, here is a seat, you can sit”

Somebody called her at the back. She saw her friend Sahana when she turned back. Accordingly she went to that seat which Sahana pointed at in the other row. Both were sitting side by side talking for a while, couldn’t continue as the passengers were coming inside the bus one by one when it stopped.

Though the road is not visible clearly due to the pitter-patter of rain-drops on the front glass of the bus, the driver was whistling and happily driving. It was his normal style.

The bus stopped at the college canteen after running three kilometers. It’s  the stop where Sinchana and Sahana usually get-down.

When Sinchana came near the door-step, the man who was sitting in the front seat stretched his hand forward and said seriously, “Your hand-key please”, Sinchana pulled it from his hand and got down hurriedly.

“I am sorry, in hurry I could not thank him” said Sinchana to Sahana while walking fast towards their working place.

“Did you leave your hand-key purposely in the seat?”

Sahana taunted Sinchana.

“ Hey! Don’t be silly. I never know I left it there”

Sinchana replied protestingly.

Sinchu, do you know his name. He is Vijayprasad. He is working in Vijaya Degree College” said Sahana.

“He is a guy. How come you know about him? asked Sinchana.

 “I know many more things about him. I will be telling you in the evening when we go back home in the bus. Wait for me-bye” waving her hand Sahana darted towards Konkan High school.

Sinchana walked a little further and went inside the compound of Progressive College.

                                                                                      Indu Naik