I was just walking on Maghdalla bridge, Thinking about the river and women’s life. How the stream of river get turn and what are the turns create the beauty of land and water. I was comparing the river with women and their life. When the river started, it is a small single stream. Then it travels on its father mountains as water falls with beautiful sound, which creates its beauty incredible. When it stream through the flat edges it become so calm and regular. It gives life to so many human beings. Finally it melts with sea and nobody can make them different from each other.
Like that, Women born at his father’s home. She enjoy the life at her father’s shelters, Which give her all the enjoyable moments. When she is at little stage, she walk by gripping he father’s finger. The relation between father and daughter is very closed, because father always try to support her to make her dreams come true. Relation between mother and daughter is like two friend at different stage of age. One who has seen all the moment, started with childhood to motherhood and other who has to live the childhood and reach to motherhood. The daughter always share her secrets with mother and mother always try to guide her for the same. When she grown up and step up in youth, she started to face the world and try to sing a song which creates melodious harmony in her home. Mother sings with daughter and make corrections if her daughter made any mistake. Father always appreciate the melody and store its memory in his heart.
I was just thinking and suddenly rain started. I was very wet and feeling much cold while cool wind was touching me. I was looking to the river and suddenly I heard the sound of any lady, ”Hey…. Sir…..!”
I have turned to the direction of sound, I saw a lady with rainbow colored umbrella was coming to me. She was very near but I could not remembered her. She came very near to me, I asked her if she knows me. She replied me, “Sir, you forget me I think….!”
I asked her again, “do you really know me…..?”
She replied, “why not, sir?”
I was thinking but my mind could not remember her. I told her, “Sorry I don’t know you. Who are you?”
“Sir, once you had given me lifts to university, when I was in final semester of MBA. You have taught me the important fundamental of marketing and advertising. The weightage of advertising for selling the products. The plantation of factory and its fundamentals. I can remember that you have taught me all the study in just few hours. That knowledge I had used and got first class in my studies. Remembered that boy who was much asking questions and finally embraced you and salute you?”
Still I was looking to her face and tried to remember her. Then she said, “Sir, when have left the University job?”
Then I remembered her and that boy too. It was around six years ago when I was working in University on temporary based and left the job as the salary was not good and not enough to survive comfortably. She was so fashionable at that time and so enthusiastic to learn each of the topics. I had explained her, whatever I knew from my experience got from live market. It was the day when I did not like tea or coffee. I was also fresh on that job and just left the Marketing field and post of team leader. I remembered that I had explained her about plantation and its important about different locations. I had also explained her all the advertising instruments and its weightage. I had taught her about individual marketing and marketing in public. I could remember that she was cried when I had completed the teaching to her.
But she looks very different then those days. I told her name and she laughed. “Yes brother, I am that crazy girl” She told me. I was feeling very cold and my body got vibrated. She asked me, “Sir, What are you doing here? It is so lonely place. What happened ?”
“Nothing!”, I replied with smile.
“Sir, I am also experienced person now. I have grown and become a mother. Man is here without umbrella or raincoat. What is it mean? Only in three conditions when man is getting wet badly like this from rain. First when man is poor and who have no money to buy the umbrella or raincoat. Second the man is a poet or writer. Third the man is lover and burning from inside by his true love and his lover can’t understand his feelings.”
“I told you, there is nothing!” I tried to clean her doubt.
“My elder brother, you are not the poor man who have no money and could not buy umbrella or raincoat, as you have wear the wrist watch worth around 2000. I can imagine you as a poet but your face is telling some other story. Tell your this sister who is at some strong position in society and corporate world. “
“This is very long story which has no climax and nobody can help me. So leave It and enjoy your life.” I tried to end the matter.
“My guru is burning by something and I enjoy the life, is it possible, Sir? Tell me all the matter, I want to know the story. Will you open your mouth about it, Sir?” She asked again.
“Hey, we are on bridge, if somebody will see us here they will get us wrong. Let’s go from here to anywhere else. Ok?” I asked her.
“Okey!” she agreed with little laugh.
“May be we were here at those days, When we met.” She told me while walking with naughty approach.
“Sir, I have a car, what about you?” she asked.
“I have also car, but right now I am on Scooty!” I replied.
We reached at her car, it was i-20 from Hyundai. I smiled. She go to driver and told him to ride my scooty to home. I gave the keys.
“If you don’t mind, can I drive to your home? Because it was the first car, which I had selected to buy. But my family had chosen another car. So I could not buy it.
“Sure, it is your car , brother!” she agreed and given me the keys.
“I don’t want to drive “ I returned her keys.
“Come on ,sir, take it.” She forced me.
I hold the key and started driving to her home. It was the first time when I ride my dream car. We reached to our destination.
She looks very happy as his real elder brother has come to her home. I was also smiling as seen her face happy. We reached to her home it was at 6th floor.
“Nice interior!” I said.
“This is on rent, and all the work was already done when we came here!” she replied.
“Now tell me tea or coffee?” she asked me.
“Coffee!” I replied.
“ I had written a short story in past and which came back to me with some corrections by e-mail by my class mate. It was “ ….. taste of love….!!!” And came to me as “salty coffee”……..by my friend.” I said.
“what? Do you write stories? I was correct that you are writer ….hmm?” she asked me.
“Not professional writer, because I am not interesting in writing stories and poetries.” I said.
It is the truth that I does not like to write stories and poetries. I always write story when I am sad and write poetry when being romantic or happy.
“So what happened with you? Tell me the whole matter without hiding anything. Ok …?” she asked and came to the point.
I was watching the time and thinking “is it necessary to tell her? What happened with me? “ But I thought “she is my sister and believed me her Guru. Let me tell her.”
I told all the matters, how we met? What was between us? How I go attraction? How I learned from her? When she gone? When we fought online? When she read my posts and made photo album of it? How her reactions came for me? How much she hates me? how I have lost my friends? How is she using my friends against me?
I showed all her writings and her photos to my sister. She was reading my blog posts one by one. Her reading was same as her college days.
“You were right, Brother. Nobody can help you. Only you can help your self by saying sorry to her. And you was right you are not professional writer. Just write down the sorry words on your blog post .“ She said.
“For what I have to say sorry to her?” I asked her.
“Sir, She is little naughty but innocent girl. And you have written so bad words online? In public? Any woman in this world will never accept this word for herself. Just erase those bad words from your post and republish it. May be she will never forgive you for that but she is also a girl with beautiful heart as you have said in your posts. You have sent so many blessing but after giving her big wound and shock to her heart. If somebody will write this kind of words for me, I will shoot him. She always tried to feel your love but your those bad words erase all your greetings and blessings.” She made big explosion.
“But it was told by my past friends and I have heat them for that.” I replied.
“But, She knows you only, Who have written that for her online, internationally and so many people had read it as today I have read it. All the people supporting her because of that. Even I have got feelings for that innocent lady. And I think I had met this lady in some party, I think!” She made the picture very clear.
“Oh my God! How foolish work I have done. I have gone mad and wrote the bad words for my Goddess. That was the reason for which she always show me glass of wine and party photos. Ok…..I will change all the posts and erase those bad words. I will try to have forgiveness from her. I know she will forgive her mad. “I said and tears came out from my eyes.
My sister turned me to her face and told, “May be she loves you. Because have you seen her photos? By each of them she is sending you messages. I will try to reveal it. Ok…? Now just wash your face .”
She started “look at this photo, she is looking outside windows which is sayings ‘the life is going so fast and I have to reach my destination. The life is so short and I have to travel so far.’ May be she is thinking that in this picture.”
“ I want to fly in air. Oh God I am so happy to see this location and so lucky to be here.” This photo saying this in which she is jumping in air.
“Look into my eyes and try reveal what are they wanted? Nobody knows what I want.” This picture is saying and only could reveal what she wanted. But unfortunately you have shared it with your bad companions and they told bad for that.
“This is your turn now. Look at this photo. Tell me what is she saying?” she asked me.
“ She is saying ‘my life is streaming very quietly and I am on the rocks with blues.’” I revealed the message of the photo.
“Correct! Now let ‘s see the next picture”, she told me.
“The photo is B/W and can’t see properly but she is saying ‘I am like a river and travelling through mountains. I have to satisfy so many people before melt into sea. Before I melt myself in to my own family life, I have to satisfy so any people’s dreams which have seen for me. ‘Is this right?” I asked her.
“May be right, may be wrong. Because I could not reveal this photo properly.” She answered with tears in her eyes.
“In the next photo she is telling ‘ I am going to opposite side of river and you are to opposite side. How will we spend the life to gather?’ is it right?” I asked her.
“Wrong, she is going opposite side and calling you to be with her as you both will find a new world of love there. So turn to her, follow her and grip her hand as the stream will become little faster.” She corrected me.
“Next photo of party in which all are eating but her plate is empty is saying ‘if you can act as strong person, I can also act like eating properly.’ Is it right?” I asked her.
“May be right!” she answered.
“What about that album?” I asked her.
“It was just answer of your writing. She told you that all your posts are reading here so write all posts carefully. Please don’t make me joke for anybody. I admire you that you have given me that importance. But I can’t add you in my circle as I will never meet you again. But I will read your writings. Carry on writing only for me.” She answered.
“Oh God! It was the puzzle for me. But you have cleared so many things. I really appreciate my dolly doll for this. What a big curse I have given to her! God will never forgive for that. It was so bad written by me for her. I can’t say her sorry, because sorry is a so small for this crime. I have spoiled her prestige in her friend circle. Really so bad happened by my hand. I will try to tell he forgive me for those crimes which was done by me here. Don’t add me in bastards’ list.” I told with sorrow.
“tell me more about your new work. If anything I can do for you as I am going to Bangalore.” She said.
“what ?you are going B’lore, When will you come back?” I asked her.
“May be never or maybe after some years.” She looked down.
She had told me about her financial conditions while studying. So I could not tell her more. I have seen in your home all the things were packed. She is going to leave her home town so she cried and gripped my hand. I told her you will also blessed by God because today you have cleared all my doubts about my love’s behavior.
She told me ” I am going to Ajmer next month after properly set there. I will pray for you regarding this. My brother will get his bride and both will be happy wherever they will live.”
I replied,”Pray not for us but only for her. She gets all that things which she wants in her life. She get all her destinations fluently and always with smiling face. I don’t want more than that. If she will happy I will believe that my prays are accepted in heaven.”
She told me, “Brother if she really loves you, she will try to contact you after your saying sorry to her on your blog. May be you will be contacted by any of her circle. She will not hurt you, as I can say after seeing all this. So be happy and try to make her happy. “She told me.
“And! my dear brother, you have to buy a new camera and post your some photos as I could reveal and reach the conclusion. She wants your latest updates time to time. Because it is very important to communicate with your partner. Otherwise she will be bored with your earlier photos. Ok…?“ she explained me.
“Hey sis..! I have to go. I will come on Sunday for more talks ok…? “ I asked her.
“Ok…….! Brother you will meet my husband also on Sunday.” She replied and allow me to leave.
I have worn my shoes and ready to go.
“The taste of coffee must be sweet, which makes it delicious …… please …..don’t make it SALTY…… the salty taste only taste with chilies and spices. …..ok? …. Enjoy the delicious Coffee which had made both of you near vey near……..God Bless you…..my Brother……..long live …. With your love …..as per your ……sisters blessings….!!!” She blessed me with tears in her eyes and kissed my hand, I could also not stop my tears.
I was walking to lift with saying her bye. I came to my vehicle and thinking about that It was very big mistake done by me. I have to say sorry for that ……..to my love……..my darling……..my MADNESS….!!!
“ MY LOVE……..MY DARLING……..MY “MADNESS” ………I AM REALLY …. VERY …VERY….VERY…..SORRY FOR ALL…….THOSE BAD WORDS…. WRITTEN HERE …..BY MISTAKE….BECAUSE ……YOU KNOW YOUR MAD……….WHO HAVE LOST HIS BRAIN IN LOVE WITH YOU…….. THE “MADNESS”………..!!!
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