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“Please go away. Try her later,” Abhinav said very politely, keeping in mind that she might get angry. After all, what do women trust? Tola in a second, Masha in a second!
She had put the card on it twice to leave the metro gate and both times it had a cross mark on it. Abhinav was standing nearby. She stared and moved a little. While leaving, Abhinav heard a voice saying, “I don’t know what people are in such a hurry about.”
Abhinav quickly descended the stairs. In fact, there is always a rush when coming out of the metro station. The reason is the e-rickshaws parked outside which are the only way to get home, because there is no bus stop in the distance. If you don’t immediately go and sit in those e-rickshaws where passengers are already sitting, then you have to wait for the second metro to arrive and wait for the passengers to arrive. E-rickshaw drivers do not even move without five passengers. When Abhinav sat, one seat was empty.
He saw her coming down the stairs swinging her bag. “DC Chowk,” called the e-rickshaw driver and he came straight and sat on the seat in front of him. She felt embarrassed for a moment after seeing Abhinav. Then she started looking for something in her bag. Abhinav also started looking outside. Just then his phone rang. She was saying, “Yes, I’ve just arrived.” I’m on my way. Yes, yes, I will bring the goods from the market. “
Abhinav felt that she looked a bit upset. Abhinav looked at her carefully, averting his eyes. Wearing a long indigo print dress. A loose bun hung around the neck. The eyebrows were thin and the eyes were brown. Wears dangles in the ears. The nail in the nose was shining, probably made of diamond. She looked like an officer or executive. Despite the acumen and confidence reflected in his personality, nervousness was visible on his face.
He got down near the red light before Abhinav. The e-rickshaw was supposed to turn right and go straight. Even after I got home, it stayed on my mind for a long time. Maybe if we hadn’t spoken to her at the time of leaving and she hadn’t sat in her e-rickshaw or wasn’t upset, then maybe she wouldn’t have stayed in my mind.
Who knows how many women are seen in e-rickshaws going to and from the metro. No one stays in meditation, but that thought prevailed over her for two or three days. She saw him again a week later on Monday. That day was also Monday. It might only come out on Mondays. They both got down from the same metro and boarded the same e-rickshaw. This time they were both sitting side by side. When she smiled, Abhinav also said “Hello”.
This journey was not very long that there was time to think whether to speak or not. As for who speaks first, the red light will come down. Then you will have to wait a week for next Monday. “Do you only go out on Mondays?” Abhinav asked. At first she looked as if she was asking me what you meant. Then look at the passengers sitting in front. A middle-aged man and woman were sitting in front of them. When Abhinav got no response, he started looking outside. This was a complete insult.
“I go to the office by car, but these days I don’t take the car on Mondays. That’s why I come and go on the metro. I can take a cab, but I feel like taking a break from the traffic one day and traveling peacefully in the metro. There’s no problem.”
Abhinav immediately looked at him. “Any particular reason for not taking the car on Monday?” He asked. Now, whoever thinks that while holding the finger, he is holding the pancha.
“Dad needs a car on Monday. I have to take mom for a check,” there was a tremor in his voice. But the next moment he controlled himself and asked, “Where do you work?”
“I’m CA In. I work in a private company.”
“That’s a good thing, because CA There’s always a lot of demand. I’m also the head of HR in a private company.” By then the red light had come. When she started to fall, Abhinav asked, “Shall we meet next Monday?” By the time she said anything, the light had turned green and their e-rickshaw had turned right.
What society would she live in? Will we meet on Monday or not? And both need not come in the same metro. Coincidence cannot happen every time. He had also come round the building society on his way in the hope that he might meet him someday. Abhinav was surprised at his madness and he also blamed himself that looking for an unknown girl like this would be called stalking.
But what was driving him mad? Now he could understand the words of his friends who were in love with someone or had made a love marriage. If he told this to his friends, they would definitely make fun of him if you fell in love with an e-rickshaw ride. ‘E-Rickshaw Mein Prem’ What would the title of your love story be? Anyway he didn’t even know her name, so he didn’t tell anyone. Now all we had to do was wait for Monday.
Remembering all the favored gods, he came down from the metro. Punched card. She was not seen…she went downstairs slowly. I turned and looked back several times, but she was nowhere to be seen. There was an empty seat in an e-rickshaw, but he was not sitting. Wait, he thought. Two more metros had arrived. She didn’t come. Finally he sat in the rickshaw. He was the only one there at the moment. Another metro had arrived. He was watching people coming down the stairs. He tried to convince himself again and again, he had also abused himself a few times. A woman came and sat next to him. It was heavy weight. Abhinav had to shrink himself. Trying to adjust himself, he took his eyes off the stairs for a moment and at that exact moment a miracle happened.
He came and sat on the seat in front of him. Abhinav felt as if his breathing was becoming irregular. What a ringing sound in the ears. Lips felt dry.
“Hello,” he said.
“Are you late today?”
“You were waiting for me?” The other passengers started staring at him.
“Actually, I left the office late today. Didn’t think I’d meet you.”
Listening to her, Abhinav felt as if colorful butterflies were dancing inside him and their colorful wings made a rainbow, touching his mind. Sometimes even the words spoken begin to filter like a circle of happiness.
“Are you upset because of your mother? Isn’t it right?”
“Okay now.”
When there was no red light, she only fell after turning right. Abhinav also went down.
She smiled. “My name is Koyal. I live in Amman Society.” “I am Abinav. I live in the opposite society.”
“Okay, I’m leaving.”
“See you next Monday?”
“No. I’ll just go in the car.”
“Then?”
“Then what? Live nearby. We’ll collide at some point,” she laughed.
“Can I give you my number?”
“That means I’ll also have to give my number again?” Abhinav’s cheeks went red like women. He entered her number into his mobile phone and gave a missed call. Trucker featured Koel Puri.
“Should I go now?”
Abhinav said nothing. He won’t be able to say go. He watched her go until she turned around. Once again he checked her number on his mobile phone. The bells of happiness rang loudly.
-Suman Bajpayee
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