In Quest Of Love

Leena...on call

   Indian space commission... New Delhi...

   The mission director Mr.  SenGupta sighed in distress .His fingers tapped   the table restlessly...In other way ,  the same tapping  made him to be at control to some point.. Otherwise, he would be emotionally broke out..

    He saw that news once again, perhaps the twentieth time...

  Heavily injured man , who's identity has not been confronted was dead in the hospital yesterday due to heavy blood loss and incompatibility to treatment... According to the records, the accident had happened at early morning few weeks ago..and the young man was  struck between the vehicles with third degree Head injury .. The officials said that...

SenGupta pulled himself out of that news, clenching his eyes.. smiling face of Shravan came in his mind repeatedly.. His intelligence and his smartness echoed in him saying that, he was one of the reasons for his death...

He couldn't carry on with anything as his thoughts were roaming around the news... He had no heart to turn the pages of the newspaper beyond that news...

   He leaned on his cushion chair , starring at the ceiling...

At least I shouldn't  have  spoilt his reputation... Though the exact scene was not shown off publicly, his records would be permanent in the police history as a suspected terrorist!..my soul won't forgive me...

  As a believer of God and science as religion  , he felt what he had done to him was unfair.. It  was merely a Herculean task for him to remain calm..

    He pressed the intercom and talked feeble to  come to  his room....

    In a moment, she excused herself and got inside his room...

The room was not much bigger but was stuffed with super computers and communication systems that would enhance anytime access to the entire world .. He was one of the main directors of ISRO who usually approves the proposals of all the space programmes... He was a mere bridge between the government and ISRO officials... Amidst those technical stuffs, he was sitting like drained off, closing his eyes...

" sir..."

She called him gently...

With a sudden jerk,he came out of the trance...

Removing his spectacles,he looked her miserably...

" Leena...did you see the news?! Shravan is dead..."

  He said monotonous...

She nodded repeatedly...

" Yes sir... it's really a misfortune... Shravan was such a talented personality...he was a good human too... "

" And ,. We are responsible for his death"

He interrupted , facing her keenly... His eyes were blank and it was not much difficult for Leena to comprehend his thoughts...

He was the one who selected shravan to work with ISRO...and, he was the one who suggested him to be a part of the mission...

  Obviously, his guilt ridden face was sullen and his heart's heaviness was apparent...

" Sir...I agree with you...but, we have nothing to do with the destiny"

She too had SenGupta's stand in Shravan's case...yet, she didn't want to point out him again...so, she tried to convince him...

  He sighed as though his heart wrench  reduced to half...

He stood up , wearing his spectacles...