Sunday, September 2, 2012

So Gaya Yeh Jahan!

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 31; the thirty-first edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for the month is 'Strangers in the Night'
Cab at 0030 hrs is never fun. You are alone and work will still be pending. Roads are empty with occasional bright lights from 24 hours open ATM. And when the radio sings "So gaya yeh jahan.." the cocktail of happiness and loneliness shroud you. Yet he saw today another soul from the opposite sex today. His heart did skip few beats but he was aware of the protocol that follow in such situations. You get into the cab, she pulls out a mobile and there she goes with whatsapp or gtalk or music. You again are left with the radio singing "So gaya yeh jahaan" and remain strangers in the night.



As he approached the figure, pending work on his mind was replaced with the conflict happening between unpromising hope and anticipated disappointment. She was brighter than the lights at 24-hour ATMs. The slightly higher cheek bones and the beautiful smile accentuated the brightness. He was blinded in the dim parking light. Yet when she was assigned to the same cab and when she followed him into the cab he felt hopes rising within him. "Where to?” she asked. The question evoked more than an answer. Conversation flowed. His jokes were were getting the laughs. The radio was asked to keep quiet. As the cab sped away, her head swayed in sync with the song played by wheels on the rain-made contours in the road. Yet the smiled remained and his tiredness banished to deserted island of his mind. The rains were there to add the effects for him. He could feel the creaking of his wheel of fortune that had gathered dust making an effort to move. A slight push and he knew he would get the jackpot. 

All he wanted now was a traffic jam. He know it can happen and it has happened with the blessings of rains. It was raining But it never happens when you want it. Roads were emptier than life in a dried out stream. The only thing that he had were the passing moments. Every passing moment was both an unforgettable memory and a rising fear of separation. Every single moment was precious though precious little he could do to hold on to it. 

His eyes became like prisoner’s eyes close to his escape. But she laughed as gaily as a flower that has just bloomed in first rays of sunlight. "Bhaiyya, aage side me laga do". The voice sounded the death knell for him. It was expected, yet his heart had hoped every inch against it. Few moments were all that he had. It could mark a new beginning or a make it a sweet dream. The new beginning was what he craved for. The cab stopped. She started to get down. His eyes fell on her speaking his heart out. Her smile remained steady. He did not want to leave that gaze. The gaze only disturbed by a police siren coming closer. His mind was resolute in ignoring it, for his heart yearned for the gaze. Then the words came out from her beautiful lips - "tereko nahin uthna to alarm kyon lagata hain!"
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30 comments:

  1. Ha ha.. I liked how the story ends !! :-)

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  2. daring night.... quit interesting...BPO people are feeling in the night.....

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    1. thanks a lot for visiting :P
      i can understand BPO people's dilemma :)

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  3. That was a great read.. I liked the way you described the girl :) I wished it was a long travel just like the guy wished! I liked the way the story ended. Great Read! Keep writing! Good luck for BAT!

    Someone is Special

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    1. glad you liked it...thanks for your special comment! :)

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  4. The capacity well perfected. Dream and dreamgirl in dream. Very hilarius turn.
    Supe.

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  5. hahah :) an everyday affair for boys with dreams :)

    all the best for BAT :)

    if you have time do visit
    Strangers in the night

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  6. every boys dream end :) funny and well written

    all the best for BAT :)

    if you time do visit
    Strangers in the night

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  7. BPO..man, I have been through it. I hear you!

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  8. Nice twist at the end! Though I am curious - how come you say that her statement was the death knell for him? Bhaiyya is a very loosely used term today just like Uncle was when we were young! Anyone and everyone from the paperwallah, ironing waala to the paani-puri waala, conductor, auto-driver becomes Bhaiyya without it necessarily meaning Brother :)

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    1. err....the lady had asked the driver of cab to stop so that she can get down..our guy was the co-passenger...hopefully this clarifies :P

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  9. cheeky end....loved reading it ;)
    ATB for BAT :)
    i could not participate...but u can see my post here
    Karan - Strangers in the Night

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  10. Smoothly flowing narrative and a surprise ending. Great.

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  11. A twisted tale and a balanced narration..great work..

    Thanks a lot for you encouraging words on my post ...um humbled..keep visiting..

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  12. Interesting one. Loved it..All the best for BAT

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  13. Nice little post with a little twist in the end. And all IT/BPO employees can relate too well.

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    1. yep i am part of them :) Do keep visiting :P

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  14. Haha. Very nice post. Loved the sentence at the end. And it's such a boy's post... all boys and men can relate to it. So, so easily relate to it.

    And your writing is very easy to understand... so 2 points for that.

    Enjoyed my time reading the post. Thanks.

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    1. thanks for that wonderful comment. just made my day! :)

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  15. Hehe. Funny twist in the end.

    ATB for BAT 31

    Here's my entry


    CRD - BLAME IT ON THE DARK

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  16. I think that was a cutesy take on the topic! I have friends who come out for dinner and remain glued to their smart phones, it`s like the personal touch has no meaning! So for me you had me glued to the narrative from when you mentioned that!
    Fantastic read, definitely a post to be mindful of!

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  17. Haha...Alaram kyun lagata hai ! Awesome!

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