The magical sitar
The phone kept ringing. The tea on his table went cold. His computer screen made no sense. Life had come to a full stop. Memories of this morning were haunting Raghav: the black-coat droned emotionless lawyer, the dismal court room, piles of paper, weeping parents and above all, the grim and unperturbed face of Sita.
“Ah!” he recollected, “her face! how beautiful it was...”. Eyes closed, brows raised, she was lost in the magical world of music with a sitar in her hand. The very sight of her was enchanting for Raghav. The scent of the jasmine flowers flowing along her braids captivated him. Over the sweets and savouries, he had immediately agreed to tie the knot with this damsel from heaven.
“Three long years…..all down the drain” he sighed now. “But Sita was right in leaving me. After all, I betrayed her trust”. He felt like a criminal: hopeless, desperate and tainted. If only he could revisit time, if only he could change things. As a tear dropped from his eyes, he closed them and rested his head on the table.
“Hey Rags, cheer up man!” said Vidya. “Life does not end here, remember? Everybody gets a second chance. It seems as if the whole office building is going to collapse now with dullness. Come on…listen to me. After all, I’m your best friend.” She took him out for lunch, cracked some jokes, lightened up his mood, made him smile.
With days passing by, his wheels started creaking again...his faith in life started resurfacing. He became increasingly dependant on Vidya for support, comfort and warmth. He eagerly waited for the lunch session every day, to meet her, sit next to her and listen to her talk. The one hour gave him enough feed to sail through the rest of the day.
“Where’s Vidya today?” he asked Kumar, opening his lunch box one day. “She has not come”, said Kumar “She’s got somebody coming to her house for a marriage proposal”, he added.
Raghav had a disturbed afternoon. “Why am I upset? I should be happy for her”, he admonished himself. He waited for the evening and then called her.
“Rags, guess what! I got engaged! I’m so excited!!! This guy, Sachin, he’s from the US. He came with his parents to propose an alliance. I fell in love the moment I saw him. I spoke to him for over an hour. He asked me to sing a song when I bragged on my vocal skills. I was a bit nervous initially, but with the sitar in my hand, soon I was lost in my world of music. He was very impressed and couldn’t stop gaping at me!!” she grinned. “And I couldn’t stop blushing” she added. “We are getting married next month and I’m off to the US immediately after that!” she exclaimed.
“I’m really happy for you Vidya”, Raghav remarked unconvincingly and put down the receiver.
“Ah!” he recollected, “her face! how beautiful it was...”. Eyes closed, brows raised, she was lost in the magical world of music with a sitar in her hand. The very sight of her was enchanting for Raghav. The scent of the jasmine flowers flowing along her braids captivated him. Over the sweets and savouries, he had immediately agreed to tie the knot with this damsel from heaven.
“Three long years…..all down the drain” he sighed now. “But Sita was right in leaving me. After all, I betrayed her trust”. He felt like a criminal: hopeless, desperate and tainted. If only he could revisit time, if only he could change things. As a tear dropped from his eyes, he closed them and rested his head on the table.
“Hey Rags, cheer up man!” said Vidya. “Life does not end here, remember? Everybody gets a second chance. It seems as if the whole office building is going to collapse now with dullness. Come on…listen to me. After all, I’m your best friend.” She took him out for lunch, cracked some jokes, lightened up his mood, made him smile.
With days passing by, his wheels started creaking again...his faith in life started resurfacing. He became increasingly dependant on Vidya for support, comfort and warmth. He eagerly waited for the lunch session every day, to meet her, sit next to her and listen to her talk. The one hour gave him enough feed to sail through the rest of the day.
“Where’s Vidya today?” he asked Kumar, opening his lunch box one day. “She has not come”, said Kumar “She’s got somebody coming to her house for a marriage proposal”, he added.
Raghav had a disturbed afternoon. “Why am I upset? I should be happy for her”, he admonished himself. He waited for the evening and then called her.
“Rags, guess what! I got engaged! I’m so excited!!! This guy, Sachin, he’s from the US. He came with his parents to propose an alliance. I fell in love the moment I saw him. I spoke to him for over an hour. He asked me to sing a song when I bragged on my vocal skills. I was a bit nervous initially, but with the sitar in my hand, soon I was lost in my world of music. He was very impressed and couldn’t stop gaping at me!!” she grinned. “And I couldn’t stop blushing” she added. “We are getting married next month and I’m off to the US immediately after that!” she exclaimed.
“I’m really happy for you Vidya”, Raghav remarked unconvincingly and put down the receiver.
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