Sifar - A Collection Of Desi Short Stories

🌼UNDER THE SKY -1🌼 [ON GOING]

16 October 2017

That was a usual exhausting day in the Hospital and I could not able to resist myself to despise the surroundings here. The nutty essence of ground coffee beans however overpowered the sickly narcotic-trapping odour. Despite the displeasure and aching of my head, I might have to attend to another patient. Later that day, the phone in OT throbbed with a high voice and I never realised that one call gonna change my life. That day I met her - 'Mirha Sikandar Shah' and it was not a pleasant meeting. I dislike her as soon I laid my eyes on her. Reckless! Impulsive! Desperate! And what not?!
The hazel-eyed girl made me horrendous as her face is a mere display of myself....my younger self when I took a step into the world of doctors. My younger self who was reckless to go to any extent, who was impulsive to not think about the aftermath before performing any stunt and was desperate to save a life even at the cost of his own. And the feeling of bitter memories surfing again was not promising. And I truly hope that I will never come across someone as wild as her in future.

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Glancing from the window of the plane which was covered by thick glass, her eyes tried to capture the greyish-blue tinted layer, spread all around. The white wing was semi-illuminated, the lower half shining around the rim as the light of dusk silently reflected from it. Lacy silver-edged clouds rolled in the smoggy sky like a flowy ribbon making a spiral as it fluttered with the breeze. She looked at those white puffy forms gulping the plane as it rode the sky. 'The world is ethereal inside-out if only the people living in it were the same" sighing she curled up and hide her petite figure in the seat. It was 6:30 in the morning, she can feel everyone on the plane was sleeping except one or two, who were habitual of the plane ride and jetlag. She wasn't very fond of checking out people, the only thing she is interested in was how arteries carried the blood to the heart, or how that small fist-like organ give life to the whole being.

As the plane moves forward dividing the fog in between, leaving a zig-zag pattern behind. Her eyes witness the familiar winds, making clear windows blurry. A small moment of her creating a smiley on the car's glasses flashed through her eyes. Her slender fingers brushed through the glass to desperately feel the chills outside. Her eyes wandered around the city rounded by hills wearing a thin layer of white in which golden tint was shining throughout. "Dehradun.... it's been a decade." sighing she just pulled her overcoat closer.

The plane landed at Dehradun airport and she felt her heart sinking into restlessness. It was a full circle, she was here again from which she ran ten years ago.

The hurried steps were heard around her, boots and heels clanking against the platform. Like thousands of butterflies reaching for their scent, she felt all these bodies covered in colourful and glittery clothes running toward their family. Her eyes saw reunions filled with so many desperate emotions. Hands clasped with each other, eyes clashing and gazes filled with love surrounded her, everyone has a companion there. Her fingers pressed the handle of the trolley leaving the red line on her palm, her eyes tried to see the vision of someone waiting for her but there was none.

Dragging the trolley with her, she hired a cab but it was not meant to reach the destination. A middle age woman just collapsed on the floor, and beside her, an eight-year-old girl tried to acknowledge what happened. She looks toward the crowd passing a glance to her but moving to their roads. Mirha's eyes captured fright in the little child's eyes as her tiny hands tried to cling to others passerby.

"Madam, Do you want to go? " She heard the driver's voice. Snapping out of her observation, she nodded negatively. Thin lines appeared on the middle age man's forehead on her refusal. Shoving a note of a hundred rupee in his hand, she moved from there leaving the driver confused. The airport authority was already trying to handle situations even before she reached here.