Part 3 - Life Of Randhir
(NOTE : Not Proof-Read, Please ignore mistakes, if any.)
Till now we've seen glimpses of Sanyukta's life, of what type of life she've been living till now. But for a change let's take a look into another troubled soul's life who is now presently living in another world, A WORLD OF NIGHTMARES.
Suddenly he gets up with a jerk with sweat all over running down his face and breathing heavily. Images from the nightmare were still playing like a movie in his mind.
His eyes were carrying a look of extreme pain and anguish with a hint of longing hidden behind the mask of anger and hatred, which were becoming prominent by every breathing second as the images from the nightmare or probably something else continuously flashed before his eyes.
He tried blocking out the images from his mind by shutting his eyes tight but nothing seemed to help. But Randhir was not the one who will give up on a single try. He again tried blocking those images and this time was succeeded in doing so and now was calming his ragged breathing.
For an outsider, Randhir looked like a person who had run over miles but only he knew that running miles is much better option than going through these torture of nightmares.
After few minutes of calming himself, he reached for glass of water placed on his bedside table only to find it empty. He checked the time, it was 3:30 a.m. in the morning and he was in no mood to get back to sleep and neither sleep was coming back to him in anyway possible.
" Urgh...ab neend toh aane se rahi, chalo atleast I can get this jug filled with water and can distract myself from those unwanted thoughts. " thought Randhir getting up from his bed.
He took the jug and moved out of his room, walking down the staircase, he now reached the kitchen. He took out the bottle from refrigerator and quickly take a gulp of it to quench his thirst. The chilled cold water seemed to calming his raging nerves and helping in removing the remaining essence of sleep from his mind.
" Finally kuch rahat mili " sighed Randhir.
While walking back from the kitchen, he looks around his empty house which perfectly symbolises his life I.e. E.M.P.T.Y
Loneliness and Emptiness, his only companions in life from the tender age of 11, which seems to have made a permanent place in his heart, causing him immense pain.
Sighing again he reached his room which was dipped in darkness with not even a single ray of light present as there was still time left for dawn. He laid down on his bed, trying to sleep as nothing can be done at this time of night. He sighed frustratingly getting up again thinking of what can be done.
" Kya karun...kya karun " muttered Randhir.
"Hmm... " Randhir said getting an idea.
He laid down with his back facing the floor and legs on the bed in a long criss-cross position with his hands beneath his head and started doing his all time favorite workout session.
By the time he ended his session, it was already dawn with birds chirping around all the way and the sun showering his light with a gentle yet a proud smile adorning his face.
He checked the time, it was 5:10 a.m. and went to the balcony adjoining his room through the connected door and immediately closed his eyes in reflex as the sun rays directly came in contact with eyes. He slowly opened his eyes and stared around the area of his house with a lost look etched on his face.
FLASHBACK STARTS :
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A little boy of age around 7 is sleeping soundly in his room, roaming in his dreamworld dreaming about his happy family, with a sweet smile adorning his face.
(NOTE : At this point of time...Little Randhir doesn't know about the cruel reality of his mother)
In his dream, he is playing pakdam-pakdi (catching the catch) with his mother and after running for a longtime, he was caught and was now getting tickled by soft hands of his mother, laughing uncontrollably pleading her to stop.
Suddenly the feel of soft hands was replaced by hard hands which seemed to be shaking him making him frown in annoyance.
" Randhir baba, uthiye subah ho gayi hai " said a middle-aged man fondly called as Kaka sitting beside little Randhir trying to wake him up.
" Sone dijiye na Kaka...bas do minute aur... " said little Randhir moving his head on the other side.
" Randhir baba, aapke school ka time ho raha hai...jaldi uth jayiye warna bus choot jayegi " said Kaka warning.
After hearing Kaka's warning little Randhir opened his eyes, his small cute face adoring an expression of extreme annoyance, making Kaka smile at him fondly. But soon his eyes widened in excitement remembering what will happen in school today but suddenly he became silent as if thinking something deeply.
" Kya hua Randhir baba, aap aise achanak udas kyun ho gaye? " asked Kaka looking at his sad and quiet face.
" Kaka...aapko pata hai, aaj na school mein Father's Day celebration hai...kya papa aaj mere saath aayenge? " asked Randhir with his big innocent eyes filled with hope.
" Haan beta zarur chalenge aapke saath aur agar nahi bhi aa paye kuch kaam ki wajah se toh main aa jaunga...theek hai " told Kaka making little Randhir smile happily.
By the time little Randhir got ready for school and walked down the stairs, the living room door opened marking the entry of his father Mr. Harsh Shekhawat who was heavily drunk and blabbering nonsense on his way leading by a blonde bimbo.
"Ah! what a fun we had Sonia, wow maza aa gaya...thank you so much darlingg..." said drunken Harsh kissing her side of jaw shamelessly in front of everyone.
" Papa, aaj mere school mein Father's Day celebration hai...toh aap aayenge na? "asked little Randhir hopefully halting his steps.
After listening this, Harsh was staring at him as if he'd grown two heads and suddenly started laughing loudly making all the other occupants frown in confusion.
" Kya kaha tune, haan...main aur tere school jaunga, aisa kabhi nai hoga " said Harsh sternly.
He continued " Na toh tu mera beta hai aur na main tera baap, samjha tu...tu bas uss Renuka Sanyal ka beta, ek bhagodi ka beta hai " saying this he started laughing menacingly and started walking leaving behind little Randhir scared with eyes full of tears.
FLASHBACK ENDS.
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Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door bringing him back from the trance making him close his eyes. He walked back into the room and opened the door only to find his Kaka standing there with a worried look on his face.
" Kaka aapko kuch chahiye tha? " enquired Randhir.
"Woh, Randhir baba aap abhi tak jogging ke liye nai gaye..toh socha ek baar aakar check kar lun " said Kaka concerned.
" Haan Kaka bas ja hi raha tha..aap jake apna kaam kijiye " said Randhir politely.
Randhir then closed the door and leaned against it while thinking about the bitter memory that just visited him.
Earlier in life he dreamed about his mother and wished her presence around him not knowing anything about the cruel reality that will snatch every reason from him in dreaming about HER.
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So here it is introduction of Randhir..the most toughest part I've written till now..hope you all like it.
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Much love Khushi ❤️
Edited by -whitepearl- - 10 years ago
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