The heaven was breaking loose the down pour in the month of March, isn’t it supposed to be spring?
It brought back the chills in Thimphu, people scurried while some watched the drops fall from the sky and break into thousand smaller water droplets on hitting the ground. The down pour tempted me to run away from the office, probably to a place to warm myself.
There was no running anyway, so back to my chair I return folding my arms hoping to survive till the damned office clock struck 5.30 pm and I could finally raise my middle finger and tell them “HAVE THIS”
Office staffs were anxious and the look on their face screamed they shared my thoughts too. I smirked within and joined them in the wait which felt like forever.
After ages, I was on the street, the rain drops hitting on me like I have abandoned them with my kids. The rain first wet my clothes and then my inner wears too.
It was the first walk in the rain after my college days and it stirred all the memories that had settled down with years. Suddenly and idea struck me....Why not re-live the college days?
For that, to get drunk is the first criterion so I change my course and head for Chopstick. On reaching there, I realize I am not the only one tempted by the rain. Is this rain evil?
Nope, it just is a reminder, reminding us the way we live our lives. The rain comes as a saviour to open our eyes, wetting everything around and telling us, when it rains, there is nothing better than the liquor, it is a cherry on top...ha... ha... ha...
Two pegs of whiskey down the throat warmed everything, I was wet but a happier person by then...I headed home again in the rain but this time, rain was gentle on me....the hits no more made a difference.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
As I said bye!
It was one of the Sundays; the sun greeted me with a warm hello from my window but I greeted back with a frown and asked him to leave.
God knows for how long did he stay staring at me. I could feel his presence but I was busy with somebody else, I was with sleep. When sleep finally left I missed sun and felt bad for being so hostile to him because he was my best friend ever. I wanted to say him sorry!
I got up gingerly and walked to the window, opened it, wind was passing by but was in a hurry so after a brisk meeting he too left. He mentioned that sun was heading for his home and he would absolutely understand me. I looked for sun, there he was,far far away, about to fade. I wished he could hear my plea but he was too far away to hear me or even notice my presence.
With hopes to meet him I grabbed my jumper and ran for him. I could make out that he wasn’t happy because the stride he took were of giant leaps as if he wanted to get out of this place soon as he could.....
I finally caught him near the hill and was happy because he looked at me with the same zeal he did in the morning. How I missed his warmth and the comfort! I wanted him to stay back for I knew after his departure, the cold dark windy night would come whistling and penetrate my bones making me cold. But I could not.......
As if he read my mind he said, “Worry not my dear for am coming back tomorrow again but for now I must go.”
There was nothing I could do because something’s are never meant to be. I knew he would keep his promise so I did let him go and this time, with a smile.
God knows for how long did he stay staring at me. I could feel his presence but I was busy with somebody else, I was with sleep. When sleep finally left I missed sun and felt bad for being so hostile to him because he was my best friend ever. I wanted to say him sorry!
I got up gingerly and walked to the window, opened it, wind was passing by but was in a hurry so after a brisk meeting he too left. He mentioned that sun was heading for his home and he would absolutely understand me. I looked for sun, there he was,far far away, about to fade. I wished he could hear my plea but he was too far away to hear me or even notice my presence.
With hopes to meet him I grabbed my jumper and ran for him. I could make out that he wasn’t happy because the stride he took were of giant leaps as if he wanted to get out of this place soon as he could.....
I finally caught him near the hill and was happy because he looked at me with the same zeal he did in the morning. How I missed his warmth and the comfort! I wanted him to stay back for I knew after his departure, the cold dark windy night would come whistling and penetrate my bones making me cold. But I could not.......
As if he read my mind he said, “Worry not my dear for am coming back tomorrow again but for now I must go.”
There was nothing I could do because something’s are never meant to be. I knew he would keep his promise so I did let him go and this time, with a smile.
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