I planned this day, very long back. Yes, finally exams
are over. And I’ve got months on end, before the next semester. This day, I’ll
go to my favorite bookstore to hunt down my favorite books. Hah. Yesterday my
exams took their final toll, for the year. And I can’t hold myself to get this
evening. Now you know – I’m a book-addict. More of an addict to everything
related to books. Don’t get me started on this topic; I can talk for
hours…no, days.
But wait, I’ve to go now. I carefully planned a
mission to get money from my mom. And succeeded just now, in that. She isn’t a
great fan of seeing-me-head-drowned-with-books, actually. I chose a Tee and
Jeans to go with my usual shoes. But my mom made me wear this black Salwaar (She
is all decency sometimes, while I just care about…nothing!). It’s plain and
simple. Just because it’s black, I’m fine with it.
My bag – check. Mobile – check. Earphones – check. Yeah,
I’m good to go. I waved bye to my mom as I pulled my slippers on (No shoes!).
I walk the familiar road – the one I walked ever since
we moved here. I pulled out my mobile and put on my earphones. Nothing could be
more comforting than music. I listed my playlist and hit-on. Instantly I was transported
to another dimension, where everything is perfect and beautiful – nothing else.
Without me noticing, my legs started moving to the rhythm. I eventually reached
the bus stop. It’s early-evening and the bus stop is almost deserted, except
for that one person.
He was in his casuals and had an amusing look on his
face. He too, was listening music. I suddenly noticed that he is staring at me.
I averted my eyes, and so did he. I lowered my music volume to look at him. I like
studying people, too.
Suddenly I was aware of the voices behind me. Four
guys started coming towards me, as I was watching. They look so rogue (not the
Edward Cullen, handsome-roguish. But the real ‘rogue-ish’.) Wait, are
they passing comments on me? My structure? They surround me and I’m
scared. What am I supposed to do now? I want to scream BACK OFF NOW at them. But
I can’t. I’m frozen. I closed my eyes to gain my composure.
And I realize they stopped and started to back off,
for real. And then I saw him, the-guy-with-an-amusing-look. He is looking
threatening now. They back tracked in a while. I’ve never felt so relieved than
now. I looked gratefully at him. He smiled. And my insides warmed – a sense of
security.
We waited for our buses – with our own thoughts. I wanted
to thank him, but restrained. It felt like he’s having a deep conversation with
himself. Eventually a bus came. He jerked and looked at it. He watched as it
went. I walked to him and asked, “Wasn’t that your bus?”
He said, “Yes. It was.” What? But why didn’t he get
into it? He answered my unasked question, “Your safety is my responsibility. I
can’t leave you alone here.”
I’m touched. I can’t describe how much that means to
me. I said, “Thanks anna! I wouldn’t have imagined today without you.” He smiled
at me.
Eventually my bus came. I had an urge to hug him and
say, “I wish everyone is as good as you.” We shook hands and I waved him
bye. As I climbed the bus, he reached out into his bag and pulled a chocolate,
handed it to me and said, “Hello! Have this and Have a nice life!”
I was overjoyed. And I kept waving at him until I could
see him no more.
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I believe in the magic of life. And the magic happened
today. With his whole anonymity to me, he had become a relationship in an
instant. I didn’t even know his name. Does that matter? He’ll be my brother,
forever. Not everyone is a beast. Goodness still exists. With hope, my
journey continues!
A Message:
To those who think it’s daring to touch a girl, I say
this. Just give a second and take a dictionary to look out for the meaning of ‘human’.
You think you’re a daring person. Oh, it’s total bullshit. You’re an animal –
with no brains and conscience. Not every time, you find a victim. You might
better watch out, animals!
(The story is a work of fiction to look upon the issue of You-know-what.)
Be Human,
-Sp-
Now.... thats fantastic
ReplyDeleteThanks, Chechi. But this one's a sequel to the one, my friend wrote. Guess it goes well with that one. ;-) :-) :-)
DeleteI just loved both of ur sequels ..to be frank...both had same msg with same interpretation but in diff angles...hats off...cheers to u buddy..
ReplyDeleteThat means a lot. Thanks ;-)
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