' She ate in the deafening silence which had almost become the norm of dining in this apartment. She swallowed the soup somehow which Kanta Bai had made. She did not feel like eating anything else. After an exhausting emotional journey of seven odd years, it was going to end finally-all end.
From where she stood she could only foresee darkness in her future. Apart from her engagement with Dharti and her career, she did not have anything else that could help her pass the time. How on earth was she supposed to spend her lazy Sunday mornings if not waking up that person for whom she has eaten , breathed and lived all these years, whose very existence was a critical requirement for hers, or for that matter how will she spend the lazy afternoons at office, if not blabbering and chatting with that exacting personality?
She tried to concentrate on food and the very sleep which had eluded her eyes now came heavy on her eyelids.
She woke up to the sound of the latch, knowing that he had come. He entered the room dressed in a crisp white shirt and blue jeans looking very much fresh from the shower. He opened his night glasses and kept them on the table adjacent to the door and turned and locked the entrance to this posh apartment of juhu.
"How was the evening with Natasha?", she asked the wrong question.
"Huh?" , he feigned to have not heard.
She let it go with a sigh.
He was proceeding towards the bedroom when she called out to him "Umm''..I'''..ummm..actually'I had not planned it''actually it is on jyoti's insistence that I have to'"
"Baat kya hai?" (direct and straight to the point not liking the "beating around the bush" way)
"I m leaving tomorrow."
A deafening silence once again descends on the apartment like a Corvus perching on a branch. Only that this silence is more conspicuous by absence of sound and not the crass cacophony as in the case of the avian.
7years ago
"Oth re Maa amar", the petite lady in red saree ordered the sleeping figure to break away from the shackles of sleep and come into the real world'
"Not now Maa" ,the figure murmured a soft plea wriggling under the blanket a little.
"Aajke ki janish tui??Aajke Mahalaya" the lady banged her head in frustration and walked away.
The figure wriggled a little more and her soft eyes moved a little contemplating the situation.
Mahalaya meant the 'agaman' or arrival of the super deity, the mother of all gods and it meant Mahashashti was only a few days away which will mark the beginning of the one of the most celebrated community festivals worldwide.
Outside an untimely cyclone which had persisted for a few days had made the weather cold and breezy. The combination of Mahalaya and cloudy weather was something which was considered very auspicious by some and nostalgic by some others.
"Dadu must have gone to the ghats to do 'tarpan' " she realized "I need to talk to him when he returns" she bit her lower lip considering the gravity of the situation.
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