A JACKFRUIT IN HEAVEN

A jackfruit in heaven [11] The lonely kisses on the mountain.

Ma, should we be to going today in Kattusahib mountain?

When all of us are going to ready for the journey, Akram, why these questions from you?

Ma I think, in the evening it maybe rain.

What nonsense are talking, Akram. look, in the sky without the cloud, moreover, today's sunshine is still very hot. Your predictions won't work out here like your fiction.

Why Akram, suddenly lost your interest of Kattusaahib mountain, only five days are remains for the Sufi music festival. If we will go there, we can spend more time near the Kattu Saahib tomb. I want to pray for my son.

Akram what is the new news about the new novel that you started to write recently. At breakfast time I was heard from your friend Radhika. I noticed, her enthusiastic talk about you, do you know, that was talking like that a wife was speaking about her worshipful husband.

Hey Akram, always you should remember my words, life not like a stream you seeing when you close your eyes before you write to think about the fiction incidents. All things will not go as we wish, Akram.

I thought, mother next will go to quotes of Shakespear, but it didn't happen.

Why your interest suddenly vanished about Kattusaahib Mountain, only three days are remains for the Sufi music festival. If we will go there, we can spend more time for near the Kattu Saahib tomb. I want to pray for my son.

I had wanted to escape from my mother's advice grip for at least for moments, so I replied to my mother that time I move on from there, Ma I have to change my dress for going the mountain, Ma, may I go to my room?

Ma called me when I take three steps forward.

Akram, come here.

You should tell Radhika to avoid her skin tight jeans. And instead, you should advise her to wear on your sister's gentle dress. This isn't your town, please don't ruin my pride. Our village people are honoring your father and me. You must remember it.

Hey Akram, I think, sometimes your mother is totally an arrogant person. isn't it? She suddenly reacted, when I convey my mother's wish to Radhika.

No, no this is all your misunderstanding. She is always really cool.

I tried to console her to see her reluctance to follow my mother's opinion. Hey Radhika, it's not a problem if you don't like to wear my sister's dress. I will talk to my mother to withdrawing from her decision.

Look Radhika. Mother gave me two thousand rupees to buy for something you like. Now mountain surroundings will be the celebratory moods.

Your mind will get so enthusiastic in the wind that blows there.

But Akram, I don't know have any other matters rather precious than the time that we had spent in your uncle's outhouse. There the rain was a blessing for us, I fear about wind, the rain without a hurricane, that is the blessing from God. If a person with me whom I am loving ready to nude with me, that will be the valuable moments in my life. Yesterday the rain had with us, maybe God was with us.

Akram, try to think about God who is ready to nude with us.

Yes, Radhika, his name is Kaamadevan in the Indian concept, in English, he is called Cupid.

When we passed through the little pathway between the paddy fields, a group of women came towards us with a smile. They greeted my mother and give the way to go for us. Radhika had felt a little surprise and also she is clenching my hand in that surprise. She hadn't familiar with this type of greetings before. Though our college situated in a twenty-five-acre lonely place near the city, in the villages near our college we have never seen even for our teachers this type of respect got from the villagers. Though the hundreds of village students are studying there.