Singye’s heart lifted with the beauty of vale.
The setting sun has made the vale glow gold. The only river meandered, and the pure
cool air rushed to clean the warm air around setting them for a real pleasure.
Arms wide spread in the air they took a long
deep breath with eyes closed. Upon opening his eyes, she smiled and headed for
the beautiful garden next to her car shade. She went ahead leaving her hair to
cascade softly in the cool air which kept him mesmerized. “Wow, she is gorgeous.” She was his best
friend Wangmo.
Slowly the night swallowed the noisy town and
the sky fell to earth. And as anticipated Wangmo’s automobile crawled out from
the shade and parked before his building. The engine stopped. A head popped out
the window and called out. “Singye, are you free? Come with me tonight.”
On the way she told him that they were going to
have a great time! As she tells him that, his mobile phone rang in vibration
mode. He had to attend to it rest of the journey to a hotel and couldn’t afford
to ask where they were actually going to do. She motioned him to drop out and
showed a door. It was an unusual place. Singye had had never been to the place
before. The room was filled with colours. He was uncertain of the
night. He hated visiting hotels at late hours since he had a bitter night few
years back while with his only friend who was a fraud. He was beaten badly that
it lasted him a month in a hospital. He feared the night itself. Zangmo, a girl
with whom he had been in a relation that year didn’t turn up even to say ‘hi’
in his bad times. He was just a spare boy then. Thence, he had never been to
any hotels late night, almost avoiding a sight of it too. He would walk away
with his teeth clenched almost crushing themselves whence he saw any hotels.
‘Coz it was them who betrayed him and taught the bitter part of the life.'
Someday
he spent his time thinking how an unthought-of date changed the course of his
life; from unknown and undesired to friendly and familiar world where
everything seemed at peace. In his green heart, Zangmo entered with fertile
words and warm actions which diverted the flow of his ambiguous river of life
and then left a barren one which he struggles to exist. Once he got a letter.
It read;
It read;
"Hey, this is a small chit flowing directly from my heart and these words are the
speech which I’m unable to bring out through my mouth, so I just thought to jot
it down.From
this world of reality, slowly I enter another small world. I do not have the idea if it is real one or just an
illusion but then I really enjoy in this world; the world of love, a universe
where I rest in peace, smile from within, dance in enjoyment, scream with
satisfaction, and laugh with pure happiness in heart. It is a new world but the
most loved for me.I
have started to believe in the things once I cried “It is impossible” or such a
thing doesn’t exist but I fear that the tears may be compelled to drop from the
eyes you taught to dream; the eyes, you showed the world with lens of love. I
fear you may leave my hand with the other people, when they turn themselves
from me.But,
I’m confident enough that you won’t cause such a thing to me. I feel you will
be able to stand near me whenever I
need. I don’t think I’m committing any sin when I say you belong to me, I share
your universe and I have a very strong unreasonable feeling towards you. I hope
it won’t disturb you when I say I miss you when you are out of my sight, I like
to spend time alone thinking about
you. I hope it won’t hurt when I say I’m happy to be in the dreamland you have
created only for us, and our love exists. To sum up, I LOVE YOU, I MISS YOU,
and I LOVE EVERYTHING OF YOU.I
just thought of dropping few words on this page. Anyways enjoy the dinner and
show. Watch the movie with great interest and happy weekend.With much love and
care.P.S. A bird living in a pond will
fly away when it dries up but a lotus in it live and die within the pond.
That’s the commitment I promise in
our relationship."
He believed her yet he had to discover that
everything that mentioned in the letter was just a letter nothing to do with
his life rather a lie that gave a bitter hole in his heart later. It made him
weak. He hated relationships then.
His
lifelong affinity for bachelorhood after a bitter experience was shaken
somehow…aggravated by an unexpected encounter with Zangmo that night. Somewhere
within him urged him to run back home. However, she pulled herself towards him
and forwarded her empty shivering hand to him. Promptly he looked back as if to
run away from a setup yet he gently reached for her hand and wished her a good
evening. She kissed on it and she had to express inexpressibly begging pardon.
Silently Wangmo ran down the stairs and
comforted herself in the van. She almost ran her van back home when Singye rushed
back to the van shortly after her. He got in the van and fastened the seatbelt
sitting mute and lifeless. The van snaked through the street and sped back to
their place in rain with both of them silently looking forward to the blank
road. Singye went home without saying a word leaving her to go on her own to her
place.
The door shut immediately after him and banged
hard as if to tell him something bad is coming! From his old but clean and
fresh fridge, he took out his finest wine and savoured the night with a glass
of it luxuriating himself in reveries.
A ground of his sleepy eyes was filled with the
images of Wangmo and Zangmo too! His anchor axis of imaginations and reasons
almost failed him in choosing the right girl. Loneliness lengthened by bitter
incidences, he staggered the night with wines. Those lonely hours made him
realize he needed a friend who would always be there for him. The yolk of his
conception and visualization failed to organize his reasons to select one which
would be there for him always.
The valley lit up so late that he had to look
at his watch cursing the time every now and then. In the evening immediately after reaching
home in the second day after the incidence, he drove his pick-up truck and
headed to a bar and emptied a bottle of whisky along with a can of apple juice.
He smiled with his eyes heavy with the whisky and began to pour out himself as
if to wipe out those marks in his sentiment. His energetic face replaced by a
horrible grimace expected none to interfere his night. He needed none!
The next few days passed without exchanging a
word. Everything was in order yet the hunger in them to see each other told them it wasn’t
yet their hopes were demeaned by the incidence and both weren’t happy. Every
day, they sat on their rotatory chair and did nothing special other than
thinking about the recent inc
ident. Both were present in the office yet didn’t dare to exchange a glance. Till that day, they never realized they were in love.
ident. Both were present in the office yet didn’t dare to exchange a glance. Till that day, they never realized they were in love.
On the Thursday morning, Singye waited for her to
come out. As soon as she did, he ran to her and told he was in love with
her. His crazy eyes made her blushed. “I’m glad that you said that but……..” “Shhh… I don’t want to hear
anything.” We are not going to work today, I have called our boss that we will
be absent till coming Monday. We are going for a trip.” They hugged one another
and ran back to their own rooms to prepare for the trip.......
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