Tuesday, October 27, 2009
"Bhhaiya, rickshaw thoda aage lo na" she said, her voice shivering.
The rickwala smiled at her through pan stained teeth.
"Kyun hass rahe ho bhaiyya...rickshaw thoda aage lo na" she pleaded
The rickwala seemed to be enjoying her plight.
She turned to her right. Looked straight into his eyes. He growled.
"Please bhaiyya" The rickwala kept smiling and started conversing in sign language with the rickwala next to him.
She shifted as far left as she could and closed her eyes.
Dumb little Shanu and Smart Little Punti walked hand in hand to the grocery store. The chore was simple. Get a kilo of sugar and a packet of biscuits. Shanu trusted Punti with all her little heart. She looked up to her. She was after all, her older cousin. They had loads in common including their love for Jim Jam biscuits and hatred for all kinds of creepy crawlies.
As they skipped towards the store, they saw a pack of dogs coming their way. Dumb Shanu was a fattu. She was scared of dogs. Smart Punti on the other hand was scared of nothing. She was after all bigger (and smarter) than Shanu. She was sure if need be, she could outrun Shanu any day.
Dumb Shanu looked at Smart Punti. Punti gave her a 'Main Hoon na' smile. The air was thick with tension as the pack of dogs stared at the two tiny girls in skirts and pony tails. Punti quickly assessed the situation. Woh 5 hain aur hum do....bahut nainsafi hai. She had made her decision. In a move so quick that it belied her thin frame, she pushed Shanu towards the dogs and started running.Dumb Shanu was well...dumbstruck. The dogs were dumbstruck too. While Shanu stands rooted to ground, unable to move partly due to fear and partly due to her dumbness and lack of reflexes, the dogs make a dumber choice. They decide to chase Punti!!
And Shanu makes the dumbest choice (no surprises there)....she decides to chase the dogs, who are chasing Punti!!
So the sleepy village witnessed something it hadn't witnessed in all the 150 years of its existence...a tiny girl in balloon skirt and pony tail being chased by a pack of dogs, being chased by a tinier girl in an A line skirt (yea, she was fashion conscious even as a kid).
Punti was right. She was fast. She went through the gate of their house and did the next unthinkable thing. She closed the gate.
And Shanu was stuck outside the gate with a pack of very angry dogs. Everything seemed to stop for a split second. The dogs exchanged glances. "How dumb can she be" they seemed to ask themselves. The leader looked at her. Nazron se nararein mili. And then realization dawned on Shanu.
'Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh' she screamed as she started running in the opposite direction, the dogs now snapping at her heels.
The horns blaring woke her up with a jolt. If it wasn't for her dad who happened to pass that way, she would have ended up as dog food that day.
A look to her right revealed that the car was still next to her. Browny, thats what his name tag said, was still staring at her. He seemed ready to pounce. A head peeked out from behind Browny. She looked at him with pleading eyes. He smiled. And right on cue the lights turned green.
The rickwala turned towards her and smiled "Kya memsaheb, aap ek kutte se darte ho"
Sigh, if only he knew.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
I try to close my eyes but a sudden splot of red wakes me up with a jolt. Its been nearly a week now, they say.
But to me, time is standing still. There are a million things I want to say, there are a million things I want to hear, but all I can manage out of my throat is silence.
My friends, my colleagues keep visiting me. My mother keeps crying.
Somewhere, I can hear constant cries of 'Tai pani dya na,Tai pani dya na'. I try to blank out the source of this cry, the image of the woman who has been so brutally burnt, but I am unable to. Why cant someone just feed her some water, I want to cry out. But I cant. I cant seem to find my voice.
I hear footsteps. That must be the nurse. It is time for my sleeping pills.
"No, please no, I don't want to sleep" I want to scream. But all that escapes my throat is a gurgle.
I am running.
I have to get to the train.
There is no time left. I can see the train moving away. I run as fast as my tired legs carry me.
Manage to catch it in the nick of time.
I get into the relatively empty train. The last local out of Churchgate.
I stand at the footboard enjoying the breeze and see him. Tall and handsome, with his laptop bag..cooing sweet nothings on the phone. He finishes his conversation and looks up at me. I smile. He nods.
That is the only communication we have. Too sleepy to have a decent conversation.
The cool breeze threatens to put me to sleep. He seems to be dozing off too.
I decide to move away from the footboard and call out to him to move away.
And then it happens. He leans too far out. I move towards him to hold him from falling off.
A loud crunch and itz over.
His head hits the lamppost and splatters me with bits of his brain.
'Kya hua..kyun chilla raha hai...baaki patients so raha hai'...I hear a voice say.
My mom strokes my hair, tears spilling out of her eyes. She tries to say something but chokes. I want to wipe her tears. I want to tell her its going to be alright. But I cant feel my fingers. I cant find my hands.
'Tai pani dya na,Tai pani dya na' I hear a voice say as I drift into darkness again.
Psst: This post is dedicated to Mindey (As the Mind Meanders ) for pushing me to write a dark post.
For encouraging me and motivating me.
So if u hate this post, you know who to aim the brickbats at...but if you love it..please aim the wah wahs at me ;)