ASHLOK OS - DAWN TO DUSK
My first writing on something emotional types. Pl bear.
IN THE DUSK:
The dusk with a soothing ellipsis for the day's labour.. the stars were ready to unveil themselves with a sha la la dance intertwined with earth's ramblings.. The sun starts its downward glide,Huge, glowing, reddened with pride, The day was done and humans were about to breath for a sleep, slowly with a giant orb , the little emitting light that plants absorb, lower and lower the sun disappears and the glowing horizon appears.. cool breeze begins to stir, flies ,midges, birds and animals clear the air and settle in their home , the spectre of silence is all what heard.. the fast food /dhaba walas voice.. occasionally heard for business, the wild creatures waiting for showing their night,the transport trying to settle down, the moons face observing all and glowering and the round face not changing its stare and penetrating thru the cotton candy like irregular clouds.The flowers, plants and leaves and trees try to sleep.The wind sings a song for the poor who are trying to settle for sleep in the street. Starlight twinkling from afar, Like aliens observing who we are.Its night now, day is done ..We wait for the tomorrows rising sun, The celestial orb that gives us life .How much longer can its energies drive.
It was in the dusk. She was there ...standing in front of her.. Whispering in a shimmering voice.. its all because of you.. Im here and I can see... If you had not come that day.. what would have happened to me.. What would have happened to my life and my parents.. and our orphanage kids .
You are the angel of my life..God send you that day to save all of us.. I tried a lot to get in touch with your with whatever details I had from the hand bag.. But unfortunately I couldn't get as much as required..I have been trying my level best to find your folks.. im doing my search.. The possession you gave me as your last gift and to pass it on to the owner is still in my heart and mind.. This one is still in my hands dangling... round and round.. I don't know the expansion of AS.. but sure that this is one of the most and sacred one of your life..I will take care of it like till my last breath in this world.
I don't know which are your favourite flowers..Since my life is filled with colors now.. which you gave me to see..Im giving you daily these flowers with all the colors as you filled mine with all the colors..
You know you have become my best friend.. If I don't see you even for a day.. my day and my life for that day it becomes like a pond with no water.. and fish on the shore searching for water to live for its breath.. since the day I met you .. the first time I saw you.. don't know some bond ,some unsaid feeling, unsaid words which only could be felt and experienced.. Not sure why this happened with us..
IN THE DAWN:
Hush a faint whisper stirs among the leaves, And stills, and stirs again, a breathless sigh, That shivers up the brown hillside and weaves,,The stately hull of many a great cloud cleaves ,Dawn's azure sea with rose-red keel and prow Sapphires, while a thousand throats of gold, Scarce roused from the deep hush of slumbering night,
Make morning magical,And, suddenly, God manifest, behold, The risen sun, robed gloriously; who now , With rich libation ceremonial Bathes the long vale in liquid rivers of light.
The brids were awake and started doing their ku ku's and ki ki's.. The ladybird, the caterpillar from a longlong sleep were trying to open their lazy eyelids. The snake and rat was searching the way back to their hole.. the morning grass trying to do its hay dance with its yesterday's night water vapour moisture on its head with proper balance.. the milk vendor was about to shout.. milk milk... the newspaper vendor and the vegetable vendor at one corner trying to bundle up things in their wagons for sale.. the golden wheel with its shining arrows trying to throw its arrows aiming the whole world to glow...
All the holy spirits were been praised and sung with beautiful ear soothing melodies.. the flowers.. danced left and right and then somehow trying to stretch its closed Nails.. to reach the gold ...the buds trying to blossom.. and off all before .. my best friend for years... At 4 am trying do rehearse his voice with its morning raga and sadhana as COCK A DOODLE DO... The breeze.. in the woods which are chill and the wind chasing the mist form onside and the golden wheels rays trying to intrude between the trees in the woods . as heavens giant door opened... and asking the devotees to enter.. with open hands...
Again there she was standing in front of her and talking to her.. I don't know how do I reach your folks..Im planning some things.. Im planning to put it in some forums... some face book links... and twitter accounts in your name. so if any .. body comes across they will surely contact us..
Then I think I hand over your possession..Your letter which has been unopened for some years now.. and your little diary.. which nobody dares to read.. and your this bracelet..which you gave .. of thinking what ?? I don't know... Im waiting for the day somebody will enquire..
Anyways you are my best friend...right.. I want to share some thing.. you know today radha started walking ..with her little tiny feet.. Ranga said a song without stammering.. the girls were making fun of chetan who did susu in his bed..gals got delayed for the breakfast.. matron aunty was shouting at the boys and gals... I know the rest others are fine... because of you.. in their homes.. One is now hale and healthy . One is breathing properly.. one is circulating with purification of its good work in him... yaa all are fine ... Ok let me go now.. I will meet you in the evening...
Bye ...
Shlok'S POV:
The world has grown old, and all its tears are shed ,I have forgotten to weep; no swift sense now Of mortal gladness or immortal grief Brings sudden ecstasy or happiness. There is no pleasure left, no pain. And though ,What does my soul do , when all is fled. No dawn brings no new happiness for me.Love fades, the dreamer wakes, the dream is brief. But night eternal veiled the tingling void, Deep night, lone night, and from a thousand eyes God gazed down on this grey world distraught
By moans and misery; Where I lie weeping down at dusk, and rise Weeping at dawn; where hopeless hope destroyed ,At her own birth drags out more wearily
Each weary weary day, till death bring--naught.
HE MEETS HIS FRIEND:
Shlok there he was with Abhi.. doing his catchups after 5 long years.. Abhi.. was his bosom friend from college. Hey Shlok.. do you where is she.. he says I don't know where she is.. and I don't want to hear anything... about her.. She ruined my life by giving false hopes.. If she was stiff and bit concerned and patient this day wouldn't have come.. I knew something were not right but what about trust in my love which I had for her.. I had given my whole life for her... she couldn't wait to clear the rush... she just decided and took off.. she dint trust me.. she dint trust our love.. she dint have belief In me.. she dint have any confidence in our love that I will not stand up...
Abhi.. hey I dint want to disturb your mood.. but then tooo I don't think so.. where she is now.. even her parents , friends everybody... saw her without last day.. after that no news about her.. Shlok... Im not bothered now... what happened..
After Abhi left.. his inner turm oil.. starts.. where did she go... let me call her.. no its not right.. but ok.. its for her safety... im clueless... should I, shouldn't I... what do I do.. let me try.. I try.. it says not reachable.. now im more concerned.. I try her friends.. I try her land lord.. no news.. bit worried.. Just searched in Net.. oh thank lord.. here you are... ok.. let me come and see you .. there...
Shlok reaches next day to that place.. After his check in.He tries with his GPS For location and reaches the spot where she is now... Oh no... what .. and who is this.. who has kept flowers.. why here... is this the correct place.. do I need to read some thng.. any clue or prank.. Or I need to wait here so she will or may come... DO I need to wait.. Ok let me wait..
It became 12... I need to go.. let me see.. in the evening..
He waited from morning till evening... say from 9 to 5.. for many days.. he couldn't be annoyed more than this.. he was becoming restless... what do I do now..
On that windy day his SUV got struck in the muddle pit on the main road.. the spot was walkable distance. it was close to 6.. when he was about to return to call the mechanic.he saw her there in the cycle with a white churidhar and a big basket or multi colour floral ring. with her two Grover friends. Walking beside her for guard..
She went there and started to talk with her.. in mid came her stories and sobs.. and again some weeping. then she said.. ok I will see you tomorrow..
From distance two strange eyes were glancing her each moves and in his mind.. I need to follow her to get the details.. Im waiting for someone and here she comes .is she somebody connected.. known to me. who is she.
He doesn't wait..he enquires with the nearby people.and straight he goes to the place she runs..
Hello Mr. Shlok... Baby.. some body has come to see you.. He said his name is Mr. Shlok and from Mumbai..he has come in search for your friend. She who was in her wash came out with her wet hair. As soon as she heard. her name .
Oh uncle.. Im coming ... Pl ask him to wait...
Shlok had not seen her fully.
Here she came.. like
Light, healing light, exhaled from brows divine, From God's imperial brows imperial day, Splendidly winging, and her bright wings shine,As she scattered rapture abroad on men, that they Fare gladly forth on Life's trodden way,
Having beheld God's immemorial sign. Strong, joyous, calm, inviolate, and free,
Girdled with living song and crowned with mirth, Bright form, whom Beauty and Gladness charioteer, Irradiated as fame, Ageless beauty as though, Earth
Throbs with new being irresistibly Wondering at Dawn's imperishable proclaim.
Hi ... Glad to meet you.. I got to know that you are Mr. Agnihotri.. Myself.. Im Astha..
Astha Kirloskar. How many years I have been searching someone known to her.. Alas.. you come.. where were you. where you not concerned about my friend.. what took you so long time to visit.
Shlok.. Hello Pl stop. Im here for understanding something. Where is she. I want to see her.I saw you somewhere near some spot where she had informed about in facebook.but why you were there. Willyou be kind enough to spill some beans.Oh Im sorry. I thought you were aware.
Shlok.aware about what. What happened to her.
Astha.Pl.. sir. Im sorry to say this.let her soul rest in peace in the alter world .Mr.Agihotri. she is no more with us. She has been living with God in heaven from past five years. May her soul rest in peace.
These are some things which she handed over to me while she was about to leave this world. She had given this letter; diary and this bracelet which she asked me wear it and hand It over to the person who comes in search of her.
Shlok...oh no..He is now tensed. And cry all overhis face. Aggressive and with burning agony in his face, tears rolling out from his eyes.and he shouted
SWATHI...SWATHI...SWATHI...
Astha..Sir did you know her. How are you related to her. Please control yourself sir.Please..and try to control your sobs. Pl come with me I will show you where she lives now.
She is with us here. Shlok confused. Yes sir, Im looking and seeing because of you. Its her eyes which she donated to me .This is Raja who has her Lungs, This is Ravi who has her kidneys, This is Ishitha who has her Heart.
What are you saying.pl explain Ms.Astha. yes sir I will.
That Tormented day..
I met her in the bus.I was returning from Coimbatore to Ooty. Since I cannot see things around and my stick had got stuck in the gutter my Dad was helping me in getting released. She came and voluntarily helped. We became instant friends.We travelled in the same bus. I was next to her. I could feel something was wrong .She controlled her sobs and was talking to me. I knew she was hurt internally a lot.
I shared the details about the orphanage we run and she informed she will come and volunteer. We reached Ooty and we were crossing the road.My Father went to get the luggage. I was not aware about that and as routine I started crossing the road with my stick . I don't know what happened next. I fainted and I could feel somebody pulled me and I fell down before.
I could hear that vehicle hitting sound on somebody. And the sound of Amma. In height of pain.I couldn't realise what happened. Finally my father came took her to hospital. On the way only she was dead. In the ambulance she gave this diary, letter and wore me this bracelet. Her last words were SHLOK I LOVE YOU.
Shlok after hearing this. In more pain and tears rolled down his eyes nonstop.
He with his distress broke the things around with anger.
Astha.Pl sir.Pl control.Pl sir.
She was brain dead on the spot.She dint suffer some in pain. Her last words with the doctors were for donating her organs.
Since we were in the same locality and our orphanage was registered with the hospital and the surgeries on priority basis happened to our Orphanages kids.
U can see them here playing. Laughing and singing.
SWATHI is among us. Im able to see the world because of her. She gave me her eyes.
We searched everywhere .My father did the last rituals. Her body is buried in this spot.She is my best friend.
SORRY SIR. SWATHI IS WITH US.
Shlok is shattered completely .He takes leave and reaches the hotel.
IN THE PAST:
That day Swathi and Shlok fought .NA staged everything and his alias AA helped him to complete the task of separating them.
Shlok heard oneside and fought with Swathi..Thinking she wanted to separate from his father. They did not have faith in their love .No Swathi dint trust him.Or Shlok dint want to trust her. They fought and separated their ways towards new beginning.
SWATHI left Mumbai and came to OOTY. This place she did her schooling. She loved the nature,Mountains.Birds.Breeze and everything.
She dint inform her parents about Shlok nor their fight.They thought she is somewhere peaceful and wanted to give space so dint bother to search.
THE PRESENT:
It was dawn. There she was with her Grovers. Whispering to her and smiling. Hi friend I met your friend. Atlast I fulfilled my promise.I handed over everything to him.I cannot thank you enough. For what have you done for me.
You have spread colors in life. So im gifting you this RAINBOW RING.She left.
It was dusk. Again she was there. Talking to her friend.Smiling.Giggling .
She saw something different.She saw Red roses bedded on her grave.She thought it should be him. Must be she liked red roses.Ok friend I will bring you red roses from tomorrow.
She was there all the days. Whether it rained heavily, Or it was windy or misty,Or the clouds doomed with darkness she did not miss even a single day .
IN THE DAWN AND IN THE DUSK .THANKING HER FOR GIVING NEW LIVES TO EVERYONE AROUND HER DURING HER DEATH BED TO.
DUSK TO DAWN:
Shlok also visited her in the dawn and in the dusk everyday.Aftermath the revelation he read through her diary.He read her letter to.In the diary she had written in shaky letters that I FORGIVE YOU.
Why she had written that he was not aware. If I had known I wouldn't have let that happen.He read the letter.In it was,Shlok I love you so much.I don't why I came here.I shouldn't have fought with you. I should have trusted you, in our love.I ran through in haste.Im sorry.I should have given ears to your last minute sorry and apologies and your words on reconciliation.
My ego and self-esteem dint allow me. My pride came in front me. Im sorry. Im clueless and need to clear my brain.Im in the woods to resort and come fresh.I may or maynot meet you in future. But If I do meet ,my ego takes a major priority then my love for you. So Sorry. I always loved you.
I want change. I don't want to dwell in my past.I want to see the sun after the dawn. I want to live and lead a new life without ego and pure passion.
This choice Im making will give me a new beginning.
Best of luck to you to.
The words in letter hit Shlok a lot.Why did she. Did she love me.She did and mentioned that in the note.then why. I think
PAST IS PAST. WHEN SHE CAN START A LIFE IN HEAVEN AND IF ALIVE IN EARTH A NEW ONE .CANT I he asked .
YES THERE IS A NEW BEGINNING FOR EVERY LIVING THING IN THIS WORLD.
THE DUSK HAS ITS MOON LIGHT
THE DAWN HAS ITS SUN LIGHT
THE BIRDS HAVE ITS NEST AND ITS OFFSPRING TO TAKE CARE
THE ANIMALS HAS ITS HUNTING FOR LIVING DAY AND NIGHT.
THE HUMAN LIFE IS BLESSED WITH SOME THING
WHERE THINGS CAN HAVE A CHANGE..
A NEW DAY A NEW BEGINNING..
That day between dusk and dawn his thoughts tumbled and rumbled. Finally he took a call.
DAWN TO DUSK:
In the Dawn she came to him,She gave him the Bracelet. She told him that it is hers.
In the past one month or some days he understood her ,loving ness, caring ness and togetherness.He fell in love with her without his knowledge. He started admiring her for her simplicity.Her attachment towards her best past friend. Her dedication towards her. Her commitment towards her. He admired her for her innocent love.
After some days together they met her.They became bust buddies. Her,him,her and her two Grovers.
After some days they decided that they will tell her.
She told her when he was not there .hey friend was this the reason you gave me your bracelet.TO fall in love with him. To patch up the broken bond.To continue where it stood still.
I TAKE IT AS YOUR GIFT AND BLESSING. May your soul rest in peace.AS YOU TO NEED A NEW BEGGINGING.
WE LOVE YOU.
TWILIGHT: They get married as per Hindu customs and change their rings as per Christian laws. They take their vows and lived happily ever after.
Because of Swathi's last-minute active actions she donated her organs for needy and they are having new lives.S he lives among us now to.
He helped her in the Orphanage. They are now in Mumbai. The orphanage is run by her father. She handles the ones in Mumbai and Pune.
He Mr.Shlok Agnihotri and She Miss.Astha Kirloskar now Mrs.Astha Agnihotri with Miss.Swathi's eyes are entering into a NEW DAY AND WITH NEW NIGHT.
Cheers.
Deepa
Note : This is my first ever Emotional writing.so Pl bear with the scribblings.
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Message to readers:
Pl do volunteer for NGO's and needy people in any way you can help.Again organ donations. You can register yourself in near by hospitals.
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