Two Days One Night……………………………………

Chapter 1:

It was completely dark and relaxing when all of a sudden an irritating sound gathered in near atmosphere saying “tera tera tera suroor”. It rang through my ears like non-stop remix song moving faster than speed of light. It took my nerves fraction of seconds to make my eyes give a call to open and I saw with blurred vision my dirty shoes in front staring at me. I moved my eyes from that dirty but friendly shoes and moved away where I was stuck to watch smiling lips having excitement in its eyes gazing at me. It had two arrows facing opposite to each other and made some “tick tick” noise while moving and I noticed, the third arrow was not handicapped. It was comfortable looking at it when again second time it opened his wide mouth and sung the remix type noise and I realized that blue color oval shaped steel plated shiny gazing fellow which sung remix like songs was my “alarm”. I looked at the two handicapped opposite faced arrows and there was an adrenaline rush through my body making me to jump from soft bed to hard marble below and rushed towards bathroom with half opened eyes. At last I woke up but it was 9:00a.m and I was late for the work ahead.
I took my daily humsafar who on moving cleans the yellow dust on the white hard field. Rubbed it upside down with forceful friction to make sure it removes baby parasites form its host field. I did all the necessary activities which are performed by a “normal” human being everyday in his life. I felt fresh when the hot water sprinkled on my body reached the pores through my skin and giving them new life to wake up. I moved fast on towel to my closet and wore “kurta pyjama”. It was necessary to were traditional dress since a spiritual function was going on at my house. It took me thirty minutes of nine to finish my regular activity and to get ready with all clothes on my body. I rushed downstairs to giving my helping hand wherever it was necessary. As I saw nearby there were stack of people arranged in groups enjoying their morning mantra “cup of tea”. I took a fresh sip of tea and felt refreshed. I walk ahead to work with my dad as this function was too important to him. My brothers joined me soon and the speed of work was doubled. I was working a few inches away from my ceiling when a strange sound came from behind which sound familiar to me and I realized that my sister was calling by my pet name “chinu… chinu …” I was shocked since I was not use to be known by this name and in this vigorous thinking I pushed myself upwards allowing me to bang on the ceiling. As rightly said by one of the great padakhu “To every action there and equal and opposite reaction”, I heard about it: today saw its application. A good condom cap evolved from my head. I felt like I was one of the team members of the Ravanas sena where they used to have long horns on their head depicting themselves as “danavs”.
I came down from the ladder with my hands on my head feeling the pain in the cap. I told my sister in broken but angry voice, why were you shouting? She got afraid by my danav voice and started tumbling with her voice. I saw that and calmed her (as all boys do after shouting at the girl). I told whats the matter, tell me now? She narrated her entire story to me starting from when they met and how did they became friends and then talked on cell today...... from all of which I could only concluded that her friend is going to come today afternoon. I congratulated her after listening to her Ato Z introduction and said it will be nice to see her on function. I moved on with other work as we had very few time to finish the work. She again came with a pretending smile on her face and looked at me and said "bhaiya. Do you need some water"? I looked in her eyes for a second and then to make sure that I already woke up from my bed I pinched myself "ahhhh" was the noise from my mouth and I found this is all real. I told my sweet behna what you want (coming to straight point). She with one flow of her deep breath said to me "She is coming this afternoon at 12 30, all are busy with their work and I don’t know how to drive bike so you are going to pick her up on the station and her name is Keyu". (Believe me guys whenever a girl wants to convey a long conversation she can inhale deep 10 seconds breath and exhale it for the next 20 seconds conveying you the same message with the same breath). I was stunned, not on the work she told me to do but on the 20 sec nonstop breathe which I saw. I had only one choice that was to say "yes".

It was already 12 24 p.m and piles of work was increasing. I took my bike keys went downstairs on my traditional dress pushed a button and there was a roaring sound from my bike. It looked like a hungry tiger came out of the den to eat something fresh but the truth was the silencer of my bike was broke and needed to be repaired. I pushed in front direction so that my bike could finally land on earth from its few space of air and earth. I walked a little with it to make sure its exhalation of liquid fuel into gas was constant. I sat on 4 by 4 seat and pulled the accelerator to the fullest making myself feel that it would run 120km/hr, but hardly could cover few distance with that force. As I moved out on street like a street fighter people looked at me with a question on their face which later lead to a big laugh leaving behind. The bright red color gave my bike a final touch to its appearance. This red color, throttle speed, wide space on seat , steel spiked wheels made my "Luna" precious in town. The laugh on people face clearly showed up my image of wearing traditional dress and on traditional bike. I moved ahead and with that accelerating speed I reached station at 12 40p.m. I knew I was late and was afraid of one thing that I had already created an impression of all common boys of being late than the given time. I stopped and pushed my bike back allowing it to land against gravitational force. I ran fast towards the platform and saw there was no large crowd which we see after the train arrives. I felt guilty for myself and thought that I missed the train and she might have left in auto way to my home. My footsteps went behind like I was scared of someone, took an "about turn" when there was an announcement " platform no ek par Mumbai se aane wali gaadi apne nirdharit samay se 20 min ki deri se aane ki sambhavna hai, kripaye shantata rakhe". That about turn took earlier again took an about turn but this time towards the platform.

I was happy for myself to be protected from guilt. I took a seat in the waiting room and started reading the gossip paper "Times of India". It was fun to read on the comments made on politics, film-stars. This gossip took me in its array and I went in hypnotized reading. This small hypnotism was broken when all of a sudden I saw a bhel wala , narial wala, nira wala, pani wala and rest all wala's along with coolies run on the one no platform. As I guessed the train was nearby the station and I had a looked at my watch, it was 12 50 p.m. The train stopped and a blow a huge horn with chains of CO2 dispensed in air from a huge pipe. It felt me like a scene of "Mai Hoo Na" where Mr. Shahrukh Khan just arrives at the platform with same blow of horn and gas dispensed nearby him. It took me fraction of second to return to the real world and start searching for a girl named Keyu. As a research student I always have the habit of taking extra information so I took the reservation boogie no of keyu from my sister so that it’s easy for me to locate her. I went to boogie no S-4 and started looking for her outside the door. Tones of heavy loaded aunties started squeezing out from small door. Behind this heavy loaded vehicle was a medium sized girl who I saw a few seconds later.

My retina stretched more to look clear the whitish girl with black blonde hair covered with white Patiala dress and at the bottom were the fancy synthetic hard surface that blocked hard skin of her leg to touch the ground. I felt like natural air blowing around me, surrounding ambience went in slow motion, people taking half steps to walk compared to a normal steps taken a few seconds ahead, bhel wala taking minutes and minutes to create one bowl of bhel in paper... ahhhhh this was a situation where a person with deep love sees the girl after long period of time. All this silence was turned in pieces when a sweet sound from behind called my name in blurred tone De..e..p..a..k. I dint wanted to turn around but had to do it. I saw a wheatish girl in front of me with average body and with simple looks again calling my name but this time in one word, Deepak. I said yes, and to which she suddenly replied I am keyuri. I said who, she revert n said keyuri. In rush I replied "so" .. and the next second I realized and I replied K..e.yu. She smiled and said yes keyu.(At that time I got angry on my sister for providing me with her giggle name which they use to call each other. I felt like inspite of getting spared once I imprinted a bad impression on her). I took her bag and started walking down the platform outside the station. I noticed nothing was too filmy like it use to be in Mr. Khans movie where winds blow around us, slow motion walks of people etc etc. Everything was normal in its own way and I started walking thinking that nothing goes in slow motion except my shiny red color Luna who has no scope to move a pinch faster than its regular speed. I was getting nervous to take her towards my bike but we had to. She came and stopped nearby a pulsar next to my bike. I broke her feelings by pushing my bike ahead to land it correctly and said her have a seat. She sat without any different expressions on her face. Her sitting made me feel that she was comfortable sitting on my bike with no complains even in her mind. I took her at my house and this time it took me 15 min to reach my house. (As expected).
To be continued……….
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