Monsoon
Reverie
Episode
– 3
The musky odour of fresh soaked earth,
mesmerizing patters of rain drop, blowing of the moist breeze- with all these
traces, the monsoon seems to stir romantic motions in the young and old.
Job-holders find it difficult to travel
every day in the bus during monsoon. But in this area they are lucky for they
have frequent buses.
Even then most of them like to travel
by that particular bus for two reasons-one is that if they travel, they can
reach in time to their working places and the other reason is that the driver
and the conductor in that particular bus are normally kind enough to help them
in reaching safely. They are not rude. Hence job-holders never try to miss that
particular bus.
Since
a week Shivprasad was nowhere to be seen. He was neither seen in bus nor in
college campus.
Everyday Sinchana and Sahana when they came to
bus their eyes were searching for him. They were talking about him. Though he
did not talk much, his presence was enough for them. They really missed him a
lot for he was their pass-time.
Vijayprasad had many other admirers
also in the bus. An elderly woman, working in the health department is also a
good companion of Sahana.
One day she too asked Sahana “Why that
tall and angry man is not seen in the bus nowadays? What’s the matter?” Most of
his fans were eager to know about him but no trace of him.
At last Sinchana told Sahana to ask
Lavanya about him. She did accordingly.
“Why do you call him Shivprasad?” His name is
Vijayprasad” asked
Lavanya doubtfully.
“Never mind, he has two names it seems.
His friends usually call him by the other name. By the way, what’s the matter
with him? He’s not seen anywhere? Sahana
asked with tension.
“I don’t know anything. Even I am eager
to know about him. I heard he applied leave for a few days. That’s all.”
This was Lavanya’s reply but they
seemed not pleased with her reply.
One week gone. Both Sinchana and Sahana
were waiting for the bus as usual. All of sudden Sahana’s eyes brighten up and
she screemed, “yeih Sinchu, look there”, she pointed at Shivprasad and said
“reserved-creature he is back.”
Both were very much surprised to see him. At
the same time they were stunned to see a graceful woman at his back.
Coming to senses, Sahana asked, “Hello
sir, since many days we didn’t see you. Where had you been?”
Vijayprasad with a broad and
mischievous smile said, “I had been to my native place to get married my fiance.
She is my wife Vinuta” saying so, he introduced her to them.
That was his first smile and this time
he had a hearty laugh.
Both of them fell silent for a while
and walked away without saying anything
---Ended---
Indu
Naik
Unexpected Conclusion
ReplyDeleteLonelyness always keeps the person away from all. See how the marriage, togetherness changed the serious man. This is one aspact but, the other thing is that, the two poor little girls missed the chance. Commenting for the sake of fun is one thing but, feeling the obsence of a person is something different. Liking a person slowly gives rise to the feeling of affection, friendship, love or worship.Human feelings takes turn inview of the facts and circumstances and of immeture mind. Indu, the climax made me to think why the two girls went away without saying anything? They could have astonished. They even forgot to congratulate him. Is it only because they got stunned to see the serious man laughing? or is it because of some other reason? What might be haunting in their mind at that time? Did they get disappointed by hearing about his marriage? Many such questions arises in my mind. Simply reading the story is different, while we go in deep our glance at life searches for such answers. Let me know what was the thought of the story writer?
ReplyDeleteAnswer to your question is in your comment only. Search for that.
DeleteNormally when a reader reads a story, may be a common one or thought-provoking or else motivating one, its thought depends on, in which angle he or she thinks, that itself contains the answer. Hence the reader has to decide the thought. That's the essence of the story.