Monday, January 6, 2014

Going back ...


It's not everyday you meet a person to whom you start asking,  "You too?"... at every other sentence.  That's the story of Bhavya and myself. She's a person who writes from heart connecting herself and the people around her beautifully. An idealistic dreamer.

Few days back during our chitchat in whatsapp she tossed an idea about us combining together for UBC, when I was literally on the verge of giving up the challenge. And even before she could rethink and say No, I tricked her into doing with my sweet talks :)

So from today we'll be doing the UBC together, each writing on alternate days, starting with Bhavya our own Ishithaa girl. :)


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The arrival of the train kind of matched with the beginning of the torrential rains. Rains are nothing new in this part of the world, but it is the timing that caused her to wonder. Like the storm that struck in her life fifteen years back and led to her being uprooted from her home town, today the rains were continuous and heavy without thunder and lightning...exactly the way she liked...maybe this was nature's way of apologizing for her fury fifteen years back. It had taken her a long long time to finally fall in love with the rains again and that too was partially the reason she was reaching out to the city she once left for good. The other reason was one she held very private and not many people knew about. She came seeking closure. She knew the questions she had could not be answered by anyone; yet she came. She had to. For him.

The unexpected rains took the city by surprise and it seemed to definitely have interfered with the normal life of the people here. Seven minutes ticked by before she could hail a rickshaw that would take her to the bungalow where she had lived her childhood.

The giant mango tree beneath which they played hide and seek, sat in whose branches for hours reading the numerous Amar Chitra Kathas their grandpa bought them, eating the hot pakoras their grandma made, Latha and Suresh had spent their childhood together and were inseparable. Nobody saw either of them alone without the other in tow. Her train of thoughts was interrupted by the rickshaw jumping in and out of the numerous potholes along the road to the palatial naalukettu that once was her home. Her home where she spent her childhood and where she met Suresh for the first time.

Time flew by and from friends they became best friends. At the dawn of their youth, by the time they realised they were in love but sadly before they could soak up the warmth of the feeling called love, Nature unleashed her fury and took Suresh away as if he belonged to her; as if she was snatching away what was rightfully hers and never Latha's.

The news of her Suresh leaving her alone was one of the biggest blows life had given her. It took her a while to come to terms with her loss and through the struggle many a times she had come close to deciding that enough was enough and that she would call it quits. But she knew what Suresh would have wanted and that's what kept her moving.

Now she felt ready - to visit and relive those old places without the fear of the old wounds being reopened. To finally bid good bye to the pain associated to her adolescent love and to move on and lead a happy life.
                                                 




About Bhavya: 

I write to free myself, all the while trying to engage you a bit more, trying to learn from every step I take. A hopeless romantic and believer in fairy tales, books, friends, music and food soothe my soul and rejuvenate me like nothing else. Secretly desirous of being a world famous author, i weave tales on my blog about people, relationships and emotions. I blog at Ishithaa







                         Linking this to Jan 2014 Ultimate Blog Challenge and NaBloPoMo.


 




27 comments :

  1. Very interesting read! Thanks for sharing!

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  2. What a great idea - and thank you for sharing this post ... you certainly made me interested in continuing to read with your ending: "Now she felt ready - to visit and relive those old places without the fear of the old wounds being reopened. To finally bid good bye to the pain associated to her adolescent love and to move on and lead a happy life." I'll be keeping an eye out for your next installment!

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    1. Do come back again and do let us know you thoughts...

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  3. Glad she got the closure she was seeking! Nice story, wonderfully narrated! :)

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  4. That's a very nice story left with 'hope' at the end. Very nice Bhavya :)

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    1. Isn't it always important to keep the hope alive in our hearts ;)

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  5. This is a novel idea! ;) Great to see you back, Bhavya. Need I say, lovely story? We want more!! Clever girl, Sheetal. :)

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    1. Thank you Corinne. :) :)
      And we'll be here all through this month.. so you can drop by any time ;)

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  6. That almost bought a lump to my throat sweetie ... Muah ! Pls get back to writing

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  7. This is super cool! You guys are teaming up against this challenged, too good! And Bhavya I am a fan of your story telling, simple yet very effective. You enthrall me each time, this time as well :-)

    Richa

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    1. Thank you so much Richa. You definitely know how to put a smile on my face :D

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  8. Leaving the old wounds behind to lead a happy life is necessary for her. nice description.

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    1. It is very important to let bygones be just that... isn't it? :)

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  9. A poignant story about letting go. Way cool, Bhavya!

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  10. Seethal,added you to my UBC Blogroll!

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  11. Lovely story about finally letting go and moving on from a broken heart. ♥

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  12. This story is very close to my heart - you do that a lot Bhavya :) But you clever girls what a great idea.

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    1. I'm glad that what I write has the potential to touch your hearts. What more does a storyteller want :)

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  13. Bhavya this was so good...lovely narration... Hoping some absolutely fantastic posts from the duo!

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    1. Thank you Aditi :) Do come back and let us know if we lived up to your expectations ;)

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  14. very sweet and simple story... you dont even know when you reach the end...in one rickshaw ride the whole story unfurls..loved it ..and a brilliant idea gals!!!

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  15. Wonderfully narrated. Sometimes when we get a chance to revisit things like the character here, we should probably take it up and do so, only to say a last good bye to all the pain that we've been through and move on. Well said :-)

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