...Incomplete Love Story

It was a sunny morning. I was sitting on the side lower berth of coromondel express and was looking far end of the horizon, sun has just left the ground, the tranquility and restorative power of the natural world was moving the earth from darkness to light…. I would have managed to remember Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s poem on sunrise on the hills if he wouldn’t have caught my attention….

He was a tall dark guy standing on the exit, his eyes were searching for someone, and the remarkable thing that caught my attention was the mystery within him….

I tried concentrating in the scenic view outside the window… I failed… I saw him walking towards me… He sat on the other side of my seat….

I was looking at him, to solve the mystery within him… his eyes were moist, it has a ocean within it… I was waiting for him to say something… Suddenly I heard him say “would you like to hear a story…a true story… a true story of love….”

… I was unable to ignore him.

“It was first year of my college. I have joined my engineering with a dream to conquer the world. I was standing on the corridor of my college waiting for the rooms to be allotted, I spoke to no one, not a glance or a gesture of mine passed to attract
notice… when I saw her walking down the corridor, she was beautiful tall and fair lady with a beautiful smile on her face… OOPS!! I think I am in Love… her name was Sunita; she was in second year of engineering and was the winner of “Most Beautiful lady On Ramp”…

There I was sitting in the canteen and staring at her, when she gave a faint smile to me….

Graduation Day!!! During this period of 4 years of studies I had made very few friends, among them was Ritu, one of the best student in our batch, a cute looking short and fair lady with specs on her eyes, I only thing I hated about her was, during this 4 years, I think she might have proposed me for marriage hundreds of time… Everyone here was in the mood of partying… but my eyes were searching for Sunita, I wanted her to be with me on this memorable day. For past 4 years hardly there had been a day when we were not together, when not together, we were on phone. She is now working in one of the MNC as a software engineer…. Ah!!! There is my lady.

Almost a year has passed of me been in a Job as an engineer in one of the leading MNC, today is the most awaited day me and Sunita has been waiting for. Today I am going to ask her parents permission to get married to her.

There I was sitting in the drawing room, when her mother walked in… everything was fine until I said “I want to marry Sunita”. She got up and walked away… I was looking at Sunita with a fear in my eyes; she said “I’ll give you a call in the evening”. That night I never slept, waiting for Sunita to call me… It was 9 am in the morning and still she has not called me… I ran to my car and headed towards her house… The door was locked, no one was there… I tried reaching Sunita on phone; it was vain doing so…

Months has passed, no contacts with Sunita…the house is still locked…

Sunita was sitting on the next seat of the car; her mother was driving the car… It has been 3 years, when they last left this city suddenly; the car was standing on the signal waiting for the signal to turn green… Sunita was staring at something outside, the window of the car. She was looking at a dirty looking man on the footpath, with a long beard, long hair and torn cloth, it seemed he had been on the roads for years…there was a women next to her with a dirty torn saree and specs on her eyes feeding him with her own hands… it seemed she has hardly washed her for years…It was quiet clear that the man was lunatic… but Sunita was wondering why he is looking at me and smiling… the she looked at the women… “OH MY GOD!!!” she shouted “It’s Ritu and It is Him…It is Him… It is Him…” she opened the door to run to him… she wanted to reach him…she wanted to hug him… her mother was catching her hands and pulling her inside… She was screaming “MA leave me… he will die without me… MA please!!! He will die without me… MAAAAAAAA” suddenly a bullet hits him on the chest… there he was lying on the footpath in a pool of blood…. Left behind was his dead body… Ritu Screaming and running on the footpath and Sunita lying on the road…she fainted….”

There was lot of question in my minds after me listening this story… I asked him “Who Shot Him???” he said “I Don’t Know”, “Did he die???” he said “Yes”… “What Happened to Ritu???” he said “I don’t know”, “What happened to Sunita? Why she went missing, she also wanted to marry him…” he said “I don’t know anything, the only thing I know is He is dead”… he got up from the seat and walked away to the exit of the train… “If you don’t know anything, how come you know that he is dead?” I screamed… he turned and said “Because, I am the one who is dead…” I was shocked for a moment, by the time I regained to normal, he was not there…. I thought of searching him in the train… Then I thought “Let it be a mystery… because I never wanted to prove that story to be wrong…”

I have never met or saw that person again…. May be someday he might be standing in front of me to prove the story not true… But really I doesn’t want that to happen….