Reunion
It was there college silver jubilee. The place where
everyone dreamt of having a future, where everyone promised to keep in touch
but only few kept their promise.
He expected to see Chavvi. Both of them would be seeing each
other again after 9 years. It was 7 O’clock in the evening when he reached
hotel Parnial Palace where all of them were supposed to see each other that
evening. After meeting few friends he took his third glass of coke. Though it
was the month of September, heat did not leave its effect yet. He was about to
take his first sip of third glass when he saw her entering the hall. She was in
her black designer dress with golden embroidered on it. She still had her
dressing sense he thought. A hair strand fell on her face. He felt like moving
it from her face and put it back of her ears, as he did when he was with her. But
she did it on her own. She still wore the same watch.
Her eyes were searching for something. May be for someone.
He was not sure whether it was the effect of the fan or
actually her hair was moving in air to add some extra effects to her beauty. She
smiled at few of the friends she met as she was approaching towards him. She
walked slowly not sure whether he recognized her or not.
Their eyes met for the first time after 9 years. A small curved smile appeared on her lips. Pink
shaded lip gloss or it was her favorite 9 to 5 Lakme lipstick, he was not sure.
Actually he was confused between lip gloss and lipstick even when they were
dating.
“Hi!!” Said Chavvi and looked at his glass.
He was so mesmerized by her presence that he was unaware
about his drink which he was about to take the sip but hold it near his lips
when he saw Chavvi. He got confused again weather to take the sip or reply back
to her Hi.
He took the sip.
DUMB!!! He thought of himself.
“Hi” he replied without breaking the eye contact. Even he
was wearing his black formal shirt. Black was her favorite.
Black suits you.
He remembered when she said it for the first time during their semester exam.
“How are you?” She asked without moving her eyes form his.
“Great. And
you?” he asked.
“Fine” and
she smiled.
Everything
flashed in their mind in short time. Their first date, first kiss, holding
hands, their movie dates, late night talks, silly fights, giving special nick
name to each other, the special bond and connection they shred, everything ran in their mind. Both felt the emotional
silence. They kept staring at each others eyes for few seconds. It was a
silence like a full-moon-mid-night silence in the middle of a desert.
“Say
something” He said.
There were
lot in her mind to speak. But she kept quit. Chavvi helped herself and took a
glass of coke.
“Hope you
don’t catch cold after the drink.” He took another sip from his glass.
She looked
at him with questions in her eyes. But decided to keep quit.
Holding her
glass she looked at the floor and took a deep breath and said, “No I won’t”
She thought
about the days when she would easily catch cold after having ice cream or cold
drinks and he would take care of her. Some time he would get angry on her but never
stopped to take care.
“Daddy..” a 4 year little girl came running towards him. He
knelt down to hug her. She came running so fast that few drops of his drink
fell on his shirt.
“Sorry daddy” the little girl said and made an upset face.
“Its OK beta” and he rolled up his sleeves.
Chavvi was happy that he had moved on. As he rolled up his
sleeves she could see her name was still craved in his fore arms in the form of
tattoo.
“Hi beta” Chavvi who had deep love for kids moved forward to
kiss the little girl.
“Is she your daughter?” Chavvi asked him.
“Yes...” he was about to say something but was interrupted
by his daughter.
“Daddy is this aunty your friend” she asked in a tone as if
she was singing some rhyme.
Chavvi lift little one in her arms. He went to wash room to
clean up his shirt.
“What’s your name aunty?”
“My name is Chavvi and your?”
“Same pinch. My name is Chavvi too.”
Chavvi felt a thumb in her heart. She did not say a word for
few minutes and kept looking into Chavvi’s eyes.
When he returned back he could sense some heaviness in her
eyes.
“Daddy aunt’s name is Chavvi too.” He smiled at her and took
her in his arm from Chavvi.
He looked into Chavvi’s eyes. He could read questions in her
eyes.
But it was interrupted by their old college mates. Time went
quickly. Though they were surrounded by others who kept on talking about life
and nostalgic moments, two hearts were beating again after nine years. Their
eyes met constantly in between talks with each other. Their bodies were present
in the hall but their hearts were somewhere else. Their eyes had lots of question
each time they met.
Little Chavvi was busy playing with her doll. Being
surrounded by adults little Chavvi got bored and went to Chavvi.
“Aunty, who kept your name as Chavvi?”, She asked
innocently.
“My mom and dad.”, She made little Chavvi sit on a chair
next to her.
“You know my dad loves me so much that he made a tattoo of
my name on his hand even before I was born”, little one said without looking at
Chavvi and played with her doll.
Chavvi remembered when he made a tattoo on his hand on their
2nd valentine’s day. Even after her objections he did not give a
second thought on making that tattoo.
“Beta, where is you mom?” Chavvi asked.
“My mom? She left me when I was born.” Chavvi was
traumatized by that sentence of little one.
Since last nine year they never contacted each other as they
promised. In between neither Chavvi tried to contact him neither did he. None
of them knows what happened after they were apart.
“Beta lets go food is ready.” she was broken from her past
thoughts by his voice.
“Food is ready” this time said to Chavvi in a very low tone.
Even while having dinner she was thinking what little Chavvi
told her. He was feeding little Chavvi with spoon saying something to her which
was not audible from where she was standing.
“Hey” she went near him. “Sorry to know that her mother
left. What happened actually?” She asked with concern.
He turned towards little Chavvi and said, “Beta go and wash
your mouth.”
Little Chavvi ran towards the basin.
He sighed and faced towards Chavvi, “Remember Ayush Orphanage?”
She remembered everything. Ayush orphanage where they went
to spent time with the little kids whose parents abandoned at the small age.
They even celebrated their birthday with those little kids.
“When you left…” an awkward silence was created again. But
this time it was for a short time. “I spent most of my time at Ayush orphanage.
One day someone left a little girl on the stairs of Ayush. It was 5th
of September. I decided to adopt her. Since then she is with me.”
Chavvi understood everything. 5th February was
her birthday.
“You never married?”
Chavvi asked.
“No. Chavvi is everything for me. My happiness. My life.” He
replied looking towards his little angel who was wiping her face.
She remembered the
time when he called her his happiness. Everything flashbacked in her mind once
again, all those time that they spent together.
“Aunty bye. Come to our home someday” Little Chavvi bid good
bye.
“Bye” He said in a heavy voice.
By the time she could gain back her conscious from past
memories, she could see little Chavvi and him walking towards the exit. Her
cute little finger was holding his index finger. She saw little Chavvi managing
to cope up her father’s giant steps with little hoping steps.
As her eye followed them till the last view of him, it was
bought again by her husband Ansdhar.
“Sorry biwi for
being late. Hope you enjoyed the party without me.” Ansdhar winked at her and
smiled.
Chavvi smiled back at him and bid good bye to all her
friends. She left the hall keeping little Chavvi’s step in her mind.
Fortune played an interesting game in people’s life. What seems
important to us at a time becomes just a memory at other time. You can never
hold the time, but can always keep the memories with you. People changes,
priorities changes, but memory…. They still play an important role in someone’s
happiness. At some point you have to realise that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life...
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