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Twilight musings: Final Curtains -
Pratichya Dulal |
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He was sitting on his bed and crying.
Many people had gathered to console him.
But no amount of their reasoning seemed
to calm him. In fact, it was having
adverse effects on him. The pitying look
on the visitors' faces confirmed his
worst fears and made him even more
afraid.
He had never been this terrified in all
of his seventy five years. Nor had he
ever been so certain of anything. He had
sensed that he was coming to the end of
his life but had not guessed it was
going to be so soon.
It was last night's dream that had
confirmed to him that the countdown for
his departure had begun.
It's taken as unusual for one's mother
and wife to appear in one's dreams,
together. Therefore, his dream last
night had been strange because in it,
both of them were beckoning him with
their arms wide open, telling him to
join them, informing him that it was
time to let go. In this particular
dream, he had even seen the neighbor who
had passed away only a few months ago.
Somehow he had managed to awaken
himself. Frightful of the dream, he
closed his eyes again. But he was also
afraid to close his eyes. Terrified that
if he did so, he would either have the
same dream, or moreover, he might never
open his eyes again.
He was a religious man. And religion had
also taught him that life, like
everything else, too, came to an end;
that every journey ended sometime and
somewhere. So, his wasn't an exception.
That was what he was trying to tell the
people gathered around him. That he
didn't plan to live forever. However, he
wasn't ready to go yet, either. He still
had quite a number of things to do. He
had known that the inevitable day would
come, but he had always thought that
would be in a distant future.
Why, ever since he had been able to
understand the law of nature, he had
known that nothing would last forever.
His own experience had taught him that.
The passing away of his parents, close
friends and his own wife had convinced
him of the fact that all things must
pass.
Knowing that he had to pace his
priorities in accordance with time, he
had been able to accomplish quite a few
things. But then, he had also missed out
on much and many others.
But for starters, he had completed his
studies in time, quickly found a job and
got married promptly too. Planning his
life accordingly, he had achieved the
set targets. A lot of things he had been
able to do. He had always made a point
to be an obedient son and done his
duties. He also never hesitated from
shouldering his responsibilities as a
father. And for his wife, too, he had
always been there. The kind nature in
him had made it hard for him to turn
down friends who looked up to him in
times of need.
But, carrying out all these duties
perfectly, somehow, along the way, he
had still left a few things to do for
later days.
It had all started when he had given up
his interests in sports to give his
undivided attention to his studies. His
father had advised him to take his
studies seriously.
“There'll be plenty of times to play
once you finish studying,” his father
advised him often. So he tried to
persuade his own son to take sports
seriously and hoped his grandson also
would inherit that particular gene.
Another unfulfilled dream was the
trekking to the Annapurna region he had
planned to do. Somehow he never found
time for that. There were other things
to do, too, but he never found time for
them either. Later, it was the movies he
wanted to watch. But he had been unable
to find the time as it coincided with
his children's annual exams. Then there
was the book he had started writing but
had to abandon it in the middle to take
care of his sick mother. By the time he
was free, other movies and bestsellers
had arrived to watch and read. But he
never found time to come back to these
personal indulgences again.
There was always so much to do but so
little time. Obviously, his wishes and
desires had taken a back seat in his
mission to keep everyone happy.
Then there was the vacation he wanted to
take with his family up in the
mountains. They had tried to take out
some time from their busy schedules for
it, but no amount of planning had
resulted on all of them being free for a
week at the same time.
Thus his to-do list had only become
longer. He had even denied himself the
pleasure of having an ice cream on a hot
day. The realization that he would never
find time to do it appalled him now.
Lamenting was not in his nature and it
surprised him to find himself doing so
now. Then he realized that he felt
better for having done so as if a heavy
load had been lifted off his shoulder.
Then he remembered those holy
pilgrimages he had made. Thank God for
the visits to those temples he had
trekked to. Those hectic spiritual
journeys were going to save him from
hell.
It was then, confident of having booked
for himself a place in heaven, a smile
appeared on his face. The lifelong habit
of adjusting his mind to the situations
was working for the last time. He felt
calm; now that he had come to terms with
the departure of his soul from this
world to the other. His argument that
heaven was not good enough a bargain to
trade for his current state looked
foolish now.
Suddenly he was free of complaining and
wanted to rest. Those regrets no longer
mattered as he smiled a gentle grin and
closed his eyes and went to the deepest
slumber.
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The Weekend at Goa - The Dreamer |
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Anamika just arrives at her flat in
Newroad after the office. She is feeling
tired and aloof. Anamika works as a
relationship manager at the Standard
Chartered Bank. But her relationship
with her husband is evanescent. It has
been 2 yrs now that her husband has been
abroad at the USA working as a
successful businessman. She has a young
and pretty daughter who has just
enrolled in the school from the
kindergarten.
The winter vacation is knocking by the
door and Anamika is planning to break
the monotony by making it special. One
night after returning back from the
office, she decides to summon her new
friend Sabnam to her place for a dinner.
Sabnam is a new recruitment in the
office. They have known each other for
just a couple of months but they clicked
immediately.
Sabnam arrives at Anamika’s apartment,
looking charismatic on her low waist
tight jeans and a halter top; she is
tall, elegant, good looking and hardly
24 yrs old. They make themselves
comfortable at the drawing rooms sofa.
Anamika on her sexy sari revealing most
of her flat tummy swiftly moves towards
the bar and fetches a bottle of Black
label scotch, thermos of chilled
ice-cubes and some snacks.
After the seeming formal official talks,
queries about the children and family,
Anamika opens up by asking about her
plans for vacation and Sabnam replies by
nonchalantly saying nothing special.
Anamika explains about her plans at Goa
assuring her to be special and Sabnam
obliges by affirmation.
They reach the Goa airport just one
night before the Christmas Eve and head
towards the Bagga beach searching for
the accommodation. After ample search
they find one, dislodging their packing,
they throw themselves to a bed which had
enough space for two.
After some moment Sabnam rises up and
head towards the bathroom for a nice
shower while Anamika waits for her turn
outside. After around 10 minutes Sabnam
comes out of the bathroom wrapped in a
towel. Anamika gives a discreet looks to
her friend and secretly praises her
friend for the beauty she processed.
After finishing their bath and clothing,
they head towards the bagga beach. There
they find a lot of tourist moving freely
in their swim suits. They find a corner
in the beach and start unclothing
themselves. They hurriedly change into
their swimsuits and run into the cold
sea water hand in hand. Splashing each
other with water and laughing openly
with ultimate joy.
Soon after completing their recreational
act, they find a bar and settle
themselves with a bottle of chilled
beer. After emptying a couple of bottles
Anamika starts expressing the sorrow of
her married life and starts to sober,
Sabnam reaches for her friend and starts
reassuring her that everything would be
all right. She hugs Anamika tightly and
Anamika unknowingly brings her face
toward Sabnam and gently kisses her
lips, Sabnam astounded and frightened
moves away with a serene horror. Shy and
surprised she moves her head down unable
to look into Anamika’s eyes.
It is midnight and both the friends
arrive at their place tired and looking
for a deep nap. Sabnam unlocks the door
and switches on the lights. Both of them
change into their night gowns and enter
the bed. But after sometime Sabnam is
weakened by a crying noise, she
hurriedly enfolds her friend on her
waist and start caressing her hair
pleading not to cry. Anamika slowly
turns herself toward her friend and
gently starts kissing her friend. Sabnam
subjugates and responses back with a
more passionate kiss and there they are
slowly and finitely fumbling and rolling
with each other on their grasps... |
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Birds in the sky - Pratichya Dulal |
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Birds in the sky
I too want to fly
Wait a second; let me close my eyes
I land up on earth disappointed
Flying without wings is not the same
Then there are Roses
Alluring me with their sweet smell
I close my eyes and imagine myself
Spreading the aroma in the hell
I wake up disappointed
Roses aren't roses without thorns
unhappy with the knowledge
i want to grow no more
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Moon - Pratichya Dulal |
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Amazing is the communication we share
Even from far up there
He manages to assure me
That I have a friend in him
And it's no surprise that I believe in
him
For in this ever changing world
He's he only one that has remained the
same
When I myself have changed
He is the one that has not changed
He assures me that he is there for me
and will always be for eternity
with him up there I am neither lonely
and his presence drives away the fear
That I have of the dark
that is why among the sun and rain
Moon is my friend
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Just for Fun !! |
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A worldwide survey was conducted by the
UN. The only question asked was:
"Would you please give your honest
opinion about solutions to the food
shortage in the rest of the world?"
The survey was a huge failure,
In Africa they didn't know what 'food'
meant,
In India they didn't know what 'honest'
meant,
In Europe they didn't know what
'shortage' meant,
In China they didn't know what 'opinion'
meant,
In the Middle East they didn't know what
'solution' meant,
In South America they didn't know what
'please' meant,
And in the USA they didn't know what
'the rest of the world' meant!
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