Raghav Bagchi, an aspiring lawyer had just returned to his land, Calcutta, after studying law in England with vivid dreams, sentiments and unrevealed enmity,that held beneath his eyes. Only after some vicissitudes of fortune, he had to embark the jo...
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Tick tock..Tick tock..
2.30pm.
The time she hated the most. Not just for the personal issues but also because the afternoon sun, had sucked all her energy. For a moment, she doubted if she has chosen the right time to travel. Her eyes would dart towards the watch she was wearing, tired with the time the bus was taking to arrive.
It's been half an hour, Gayatri sat under the bus stand, while few passengers had decided to check her out. Snubbing all the eyes, she gazed at the vicinity. Her mind busied with the random thoughts.
In the background, played a musical jugalbandi,which didn't go well with her. It irritated her to no extend and her eyes would sneak at the small tea stall, who had played that in the radio.
No one seemed interested in it. Yet they played it, as if it's really indispensable.
Rolling her eyes, she looked towards the left side of the way, and her felicity instantly, perked her up.After a wait of exactly 40 minutes, the bus had arrived.
Without biding her time, she took her bag and stood up only to look down at the other bag, she found sometime back in the train, she travelled in. She was ready to let it go with the train's track but her magnanimity had stopped her already to do so.
Now, again she held the small bag and took the bus. As she entered into the bus, which had almost all the seats occupied, she trodded to find one for her. Either the seats were occupied by a family or by some grey haired men and women. It was quite difficult for her to find a seat for her, when she found an unoccupied second last seat. In a speck of second, she pulled herself towards the seat.
Heaving a sigh of relief, she leaned her head, against the seat and shut her eyes for a moment as the bus made a move.
"Hey! Is that you?"
Her ears hit a voice, a male voice. Dubious, if she was at the right seat.Recognizing the tone, she looked towards her right only to find him again, in the same journey. Maybe.
Raghav.
"God! You heard me.
The person I was searching for is here." She muttered and pulled the small case she was carrying, on her lap. She saw him sitting with an amusing smile. Surprised to find him again."Where should I have to go, if I had left this bus?
Sir, Mr. Raghav, your bag is now all yours, which I had to carry all the way from the station to here."
"How should I thank you?" Taking his bag, with a delighted face, he spoke. His eyes, flashing gratitude and admire for the girl before him.
