Friday, 4 April 2008

And So It Happened: Chapter 3

For chapter two, read here.

Chapter 3


“You need a room, sir?”

“Yes. One.” he said.

After checking into their room, she stepped out. Never had she been allowed to venture out like this. The fresh air, salty sea breeze, birds chirping, tall eucalyptus trees. They went and sat by the sea. She had never seen a beach before. It was like a dream.

Gingerly she put her feet in the water, feeling the sand on the soles of her feet. She closed her eyes and waved her arms pretending to be like the seagulls which were flying above her. She giggled with joy as he sat watching her.

Later as she came back and sat next to him, he said, “You know earlier… we were talking… I hope you didn’t mind me asking…about it…”

She shook her head.

He lit up another cigarette

“But I don’t understand. Why can’t you choose. You know...to walk away?”

“Why can’t you?” she countered his question.

“Well… that’s the only thing I know. How to make money. What will I do?” he said almost wistfully.

“Yeah… that’s the only thing I know,” she repeated but spoke for herself too. Words which had involuntarily forced out of somewhere deep inside.

As the evening rays of the sun melted into the sea, the hours dissolved into one another, the horizon turned shades of orange and cobalt, they had let down the guard a little bit.


Soon it was time for dinner.

The next day they explored the area a little bit. The wind played with her hair as he caught a whiff of her perfume. Touching her arm, he indicated he wanted to sit down on the rocks.

“Doesn’t it look beautiful!” She pointed out to the boats dotting the sea. “Maybe it’s the fishermen.”

“Hmmm,” he grunted.

Maybe he doesn’t want to talk. She sat quietly.

“Tell me if you were not making money what would you? In your heart, what do you dream of doing?” she asked, childlike, trying to ignore his indifference.
“I would be a painter,” he said dreamily looking at the wide expanse of the sea.

“I wish I had the power to change,” he added as an afterthought.

“Maybe you do”

“Hmmm”

“Maybe you can try…”

He shrugged his shoulders.

A gentle breeze enveloped them.

“What would you do?” he asked her.

“Oh…a million things,” she said slowly, sighing, resigning to her fate.

He stole a glance at her. And put his arms around her shoulders pulling her close to him. She didn’t resist.

“Maybe you can try…,” he said.

Meri line mujhi ko wapas..

They looked at each other and broke into a smile at their private joke.

The fact that they were strangers carrying no burden of a personal relationship with each other made it easier to talk. At that point of time they didn’t figure it out.

The sound of waves, laughter of children playing football in a distance, they became acutely aware of the noise and then all sounds blocked out and they were alone in this world, in a prison of their thoughts and actions

Maybe I should have run away when I had my chance. Six years back. When my greed started enveloping me. When my body was been bartered.

Both got lost in their thoughts again. Neither realizing that sometimes silence speaks more than words. The silence is the sound of soul - healing - with the thoughts which reverberate inside, when one reflects on the actions, choices.

Another day has passed. Its time for both of them to go back to their old life.

That night wrapped in a blanket of darkness, she turns to him and says, “Thank you”

“For what?” he asks her, puzzled.

“Nothing. Everything” she answers cryptically.

“No. I should thank you instead,” he says firmly, softly.


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To be continued...

12 comments:

Vrij said...

Haan ji.. thats a good story that u r weaving.. talking abt the hidden thoughts and wishes we have silently harboured!

Cool.. I'm waiting 4 more..

Prasad said...

hhhhhmmmmmmmm....gud one...i liked this part the best so far!!!

will they go bak to their lives asusual...or is der a sudden twist of fate on the way bak.....um stayin tuned!! :DDDD

n.aka.zephyr said...

hey vrij
i hope its no more ekta... :)
bas isskey baad... last part..

n.aka.zephyr said...

hey pras,
thanks!!

wat happens to their life is revealed in the next part...
stay tuned :)

chandni said...

even though I've not been commenting...just thought I'll tell u I am enjoying this a lot!

:D

Vrij said...

Haanji.. its no more Ekta alrite!!! This is vintage K Jo!! ;)

Naah.. just leg pullin!

taureandude_23 said...

hi there
hmm so the 2 strangers get to know each other, thodasa hi sahi. the dude wud have liked to be a painter. (you know now thats strange, anyone who is makin immense money, when asked what he'd do if not this, always points 2 some creative vocation:d)

so in the end they both thank each other. so this cant be their last meet. fate mustve made some arangement. either that, or there is a dark element in the story which we seem to have missed. i am expecting a twist in the end. tell me im on the right track:D

take care
ciao

Kamesh said...

Hi N :)

Read thru the 3 parts and the story is really shaping up well..

Hw r u doing?

Am going to Korea for a 10 day training trip on Tuesday.. So busy with the work..

Will try to catch the last part of the story on time :D:D

Take Care!

n.aka.zephyr said...

Hey Chandni
Welcome here!
Good to see you delurk :)

Thanks for liking the story so far... last part is coming out today.... :D

n.aka.zephyr said...

Vrij,
naaahiiii!!! K JO ki tear jerker nahi hai yeh :P:P :D

n.aka.zephyr said...

hey td,
yeah the dude's like me... i am an engineer turned journo... some ppl r trapped in the wrong profession and dont know how to get out of it...

i know its such a cliche... but such is life :D

areey har story may twist hona zaroori nahi hota...
this reminds me.. did you watch race??? kya twists n turns they movie may...

take care mate!!

n.aka.zephyr said...

Hey Kamesh
Am doing good!! How are you???
Its so cool you r going to korea... enjoy yourself and eat kimchi on my behalf :)

and wat were you doing.. awake in the middle of the night and commenting?? :P

tc and have a great trip... dont work too much!!