Friday Fiction #1 - Part 2

Part 1 : For those who missed out the first part.

Part 2 :

She stood there for a minute with her back against the door. Trying to control her emotions with her eyes closed. When her emotions belied her little wish, she took a deep sigh and tried to de-clutter her mind of all the thoughts, that had given her sleepless nights for the last six months. To convince herself that it would be wise to move on and take control of her life rather than wait for him to have a change of heart (probably it was too late for that to happen). But, the matters of the heart are so complicated that no amount of reasoning would allow any sense to prevail on self. Smiling at her own fate mockingly, she walked towards the mahogany desk and pulled out a set of papers from her purse. Went through the pages carefully and signed on each of them. She took a deep sigh as she had a last look at it and felt satisfied with whatever was written on it. Raathi had done a good job and he couldn't be thanked more for his caliber. She felt relieved as another set of papers were safe with him just in case....

She threw herself on the bed and tried to rest her tired body. It had been an exhausting and an eventful day as she had tried her best to wrap up things. Ah! she was supposed to call her parents, she had told them that she would call them in the evening. Quickly she reached for her phone before she could forget.

"Hello, maa."

"Hellooo, who is this?"

"Its Taashi here, maa." She said loudly.

"Oh, Taashi beta. How are you? I have been waiting for your call since afternoon."

"Haan...i was busy. Sorry, couldn't call you before. How is baba and you?"

"We are fine. Sri is also fine. Nandu has become so naughty these days. He has begun to crawl and is naughty just like Sri."

"Hmm...give my regards to Nandu, Sri and Sia. Is baba there? Wanted to speak to him."

"No, baba has gone out. Is everything alright? How is Tapan?

 "Yaa, everything is fine maa. He is fine and doing good." She tried to lie her best cautiously as every parent have an uncanny way of knowing if there is anything wrong with their children..

"When will baba come back?" She asked in desperation as she longed to hear her father's voice for it was only him who understood her best.

"Don't know beta. See na, he doesn't listen to us at all. He doesn't even take care of his health. You are the only one to whom he listens. You only talk to him and make him understand."

"Acha, suno(listen). Deven's mother was saying that there is a mahrishi who is very renowned for..."

"...maa, i will talk to you later there is an urgent call coming." She quickly interrupted her mother even before her mother could complete her sentence. She was tired of her mother suggesting her to see this or that godman.

"Ok...beta." Her mother replied disappointed. "Will inform baba that you had called. Anyways, its of no use telling you anything. Bhalo theko (take care)" She hung the phone saying this in a dejected tone.

She felt bad for interrupting her mother like that and ending the call halfway. She loved her mother but couldn't take in anymore of her mahrishi remedies. She felt sad for hurting her mother. She knew that her mother had already sensed that she had pretended about the  phone call.

She was having a mild headache. She tried to relax her mind but somehow she couldn't, Tapan's question kept gonging in her head. She tried not to think of anything but thoughts are like wanton wanderers they do not allow ones mind to rest. By now the mild headache had turned into a throbbing one. She turned and kept a pillow over her head but even that didn't help divert her mind from it. Well, it was a question she had to face it whether she liked it or not. She popped a crocin and switched on her ipod, allowing music to drown her thoughts....loosing herself to the words....words which echoed the tale of her life....
Saare gharonde ret ke
Lehrein aayi, lehron mein beh gayi...
(castles of sand, waves came, washed them away...)

(Song "Lehrein" from the movie Aisha)

to be continued...

P.S. Thanks for the comments on my last post. Each of them meant a lot to me. Thanks to everybody once again. Hope you all enjoy the 2nd part and the song. Suggestions and feedback are welcome.

Kya Konnection hai?

Ever wondered.....(these days am wondering a lot. 'Wondering' seems to be figuring in almost all my posts these days. Hmmm....Time to improve my vocabulary :D)

Anyways back to my wondering and wandering (thought-wise) ways. Have you ever wondered what makes you connect with people, things, places, events, etc. I am sure you must have done it at some point of time.

There have been times when strangers come up to me and begin sharing about their personal lives with me. It makes me wonder if it's my face, the look in my eyes or my cute ears (lolzz) that makes these people open up to a complete stranger like me. I wonder what made them connect with me that moment and lay themselves bare (metaphorically). It can be unfamiliarity which makes it easier for them to open up coz then one is not in a position to judge them and also because there are slim chances that they would ever meet them at any point in future. There have been times when i have thought about it but not that seriously but recently one incident made me question myself as to what makes me connect with others. I was talking to some people and listening to their stories. Suddenly in the middle of the conversation one of them remarked that there was something that had made me come that far and listen to their stories. On hearing her i was a bit taken aback because i just didn't know how to react to her words then or if that was the only reason that had taken me there. Since, then i have been thinking about it. So, what is it that makes one connect with others,

Is it...

the similarity that one shares with another person?

the difference?

something mystical?

pain?

need or want?

desire?

unfamiliarity?

strange familiarity with a new place that makes you long to go back to that place?
memories?

There are different things that makes one connect with the same thing in different situations. There are things with which one can connect in only one way and it can be so strong that one can feel drawn to it without any reason. But at times there have been people with whom the connection is so strong at one moment that it may make one think that it would never break but strangely the very next moment its gone and one is left baffled as to what it was that had drawn them together. Was it fate or destiny or a sheer coincidence?

So, what is it that makes you connect with others?

Comments on my last post made me a bit curious as to what  has made so many people follow my blog though i had not networked much to promote my blog. I feel humbled that  despite that i have  enough of followers to brag about though my write-ups aren't that good as compared to some of my fellow bloggers (he he....coz i hadn't  even imagined when i had started that i would have this many). On a curious note, i  would  love to know what is it that makes you connect with this blog if at all it does.