Saturday 28 May 2011

In love with a stranger...(part 1)

Dear readers, the following story is a part of the series....
The other parts will follow soon.

                                          

       I was walking or rather roaming on the road one Sunday morning. Roaming on the road was new to me as I preferred staying at home mostly. But that day was destined to be different. I read the newspaper twice, scanned my bookshelf for any unread books-couldn't find any, no friend of mine was online, my cell phone didn't beep even for once.
 'Everyone's busy except me,' I laughed to myself.
I switched my cell off and convinced my lazy legs for a silent walk. and so I was on the road.  As on any other Sunday mornings, roads were quite empty, making my walk easy without any deafening horn sounds and suffocating smoke.  The air was fresh and so were the roads.
         When I covered more than a kilometer, walking, I saw a young girl walking on the other side of the road.  I didn't need to force my eyes to look at her; she was so beautiful that my eyes instinctively locked on her.  Her bunched curly hairs were hopping on her back as she was walking swiftly.  I wanted to have a closer look at her so I tried matching my speed with hers.  I was still on the other side of the road.  I was walking with my eyes on her but her eyes were on her way.  I didn't notice what came across my leg but I stumbled and fell flat on my face.  She didn't notice.  I got up, jolted my clothes and resumed.  I increased my speed and could finally match up with her.  I looked at her big black eyes-beautiful but were red with agony.  She was crying may be..
     I continued with her for more than sometime.  I soon realized it was noon.  'I could walk with her all day' I thought,  'I want to walk with her all my life'.  Soon she was just a couple of yards away from me when she stopped suddenly and turned to me I stood their dumb-struck, like a guilty criminal.  But still I couldn't take my eyes off her shining teary face.
     I stood still holding my breath
     'Do you know the way to kachiguda station?' she asked finally.  I pointed my index finger to show her the direction still looking into her eyes.  She turned away abruptly and made her way towards Kachiguda station; I followed her noticing her fair long fingers.  Her nails were bare with no paint yet were pink.
     'When would get to hold them?' I thought.
     I was still in my thoughts when she ran into station and bought a ticket.  I wondered where she was going.  Neither I had money to take the ticket (no one plans for this sort of outing, you see).  I gathered my long-back-shattered guts and entered the station without any ticket.  I scanned all around the platform for her and finally found her on the second platform thanks to her shimmering earrings.  I ran to her and stayed at some distance, not wanting to be spotted by her.
     After some fifteen minutes, MMTS arrived.  She rushed towards it.  I thought she would get into the ladies compartment but was dazed to see her jumping into the general compartment.  I followed the suit.  She was sitting near the window, lost in thought and I stood there lost in her thoughts.
     She didn't seem to care who were around her. It least bothered her.  All she did was wiping her tears off and mumbling words in her mouth, I didn't notice huge man standing beside me saying- 'Your ticket,please.'  When I regained my senses.  I smiled at him.  He was looking at me seriously and again called out 'ticket'.  'No ticket,' I said.
     His eyes lit and he gave a sneering expression.  His arm crawled around my shoulder and he stood with me.  It didn't annoy me since she was infront of my eyes.  But the luck wasn't too pleased with me, I guess, because, just after five minutes, train halted  at Falaknuma station and the TT escorted me. Even the girl got down and walked the opposite direction.  I tried hard to keep track of her way, but she was lost in the crowd.
     I was being taken by my collar to the railway office, when one of my uncles appeared, understood the matter, gave me a dirty look and paid the fine.
     Before he could arrest me with his words, I faked an excuse and ran from him, thanking.  From there I kept running in the direction of the girl, looking all around the place as far as I can see.  But couldn't find her anywhere around.  I gushed  towards the road, still couldn't find her.  I got down on my knees heaving. 'Oh God! I lost her,' I said to myself.
     'I should find her,' I said, 'I should.'
     Saying, I got up and walked along the roads for around half-an-hour.  My eyes got wet but I didn't stop.  Soon my legs started aching but my heart refused to stop.  It dragged them to wherever it wanted.
     After some more ten minutes, I saw, through my wet eyes, someone resembling her.  She was walking towards the main road.  I started my sprint and ran as fast as I could.  It was outburst of all the energy remained in me, I ran blindly and it earned me a hard hit from a car.  I was thrown away as if someone has kicked an empty bottle.  The car that hit me sped away and I laid on the sideway groaning in pain.  I successfully tried to get up and sat on a stone.  I picked up my cell that fell beside me and switched it on.
     I called my friend who stayed at Saidabad and told him about my accident.  He came there within seven minutes-those seven painful minutes.
     He took me to the hospital and from there to my home.  I felt as if I was coming home after some years.  After some traditional scoldings from my mother.  I was lying on my bed and my friend was sitting by my side, waiting for the genuine version of my accident.  I told him everything and his mouth fell open.
     'You followed a girl, who was a complete stranger?' his eyes were wide open, 'you're crazy, man.'
     'I love her,' I announced.
     'Shut up and take rest,' he snapped, 'Idiot' was the last word he spoke before leaving.
     I lying there on my bed, wondered where she would've went...?
    why was she crying...?
     who was she....? and before I knew, my eyes shut- temporarily of course..!!!

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