Chapter 2: Viscous Alliance. (#1)
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Whenever Anoushka eyes met with mine, she used to give a sweet smile. Seldom there were any words exchanged between us. She possessed an elegance, which attracted many friends around her. From a distance, I cherished her beauty and frolic nature. On the other hand, I kept to myself, surrounded by my haughty nature. Probably everyone in the batch thought me as a snobbish person and I liked that. At least that close guarded my solitary citadel.
It was not long that those courteous smiles turned into some friendly conversations. That night I was hungry so I bought a patty from a nearby shop and was munching. I did not notice that Anoushka was standing behind me watching me intently. She cleared her throat to signal her presence. Her feminine fragrance snaked into my nasal cavity and attacked my brain cells.
“Munching alone? Where is your friend, Anirban?” She asked me.
I was startled on hearing her voice. I stammered a bit, “Yeah. I did not have the time for lunch and was hungry so I was grabbing a bite.” I looked around, in general, some of her friends always surrounded her but at that time she was alone. I asked her, “So today no one is with you?”
She gave a faint smile and shrugged her shoulder, “Nopes, may be they don’t like my company.”
I laughed at her, “Who on earth would not like your company.” I lowered my voice, “I think you are wrong. People are dying to get your attention.”
She sported a coquettish smile on her lips, “Really? I did not know that. Who on earth is willing to die for.”
I was enjoying her smile and company. “Find some time to look at your back, you will find a long line of bees hovering to get your attention.” I joked at her. I looked at the road, expecting the bike rider to come and pick her up. Probably she fathomed as what I was looking for.
“Why are you frequently looking at the road?” She asked me.
“Aha! I was looking forward for your two wheeled chariot and the warrior over it.” I flirted.
She laughed at me and said, “My brother is not coming to-day to pick me up. I am waiting for the bus.”
A huge relief got off my mind. I was in an impression that the person, who picks her up every day, was her boyfriend. I observed that many buses passed but she was not boarding. Finally, I asked her “It is not raining today. The buses are plying perfectly normal and it is getting night. I think you should go home. Why have you not boarded any of the bus?”
“Nothing. Is there any problem to stand here?” She smiled at me and said, “You are a complete bore. I am going now.” She turned and walked towards the bus.
Suddenly I felt a small vacuum inside my chest. I called her “Anoushka, I can drop you if you want.”
She ran towards me and sat on my pillion. A faint laugh lingered inside my head, how many colours can a girl can show, I thought. May be she was just playing with me.
“Start now.” She held my shoulder and whispered in my ears. The bike raced into the dark night, over the black pitch road. I looked up the sky, Kolkata is always humid and during monsoon, the clouds do shower at anytime. The humid cold winds were blowing around us. Through my shirt fabric, I felt her soft warmth on my back.
She shouted, cutting the roaring sound of the engine, “What does your name, Budhaditya means? It is a real long name to call.”
“It denotes something from Vedic literature, that’s all I know nothing more. But why on earth you are concerned about the meaning of my name?” I replied her.
“Just like that. Actually after calling your name, one has to look into the mirror to check whether her teeth are ok or not.” She laughed heartily.
I joked at her, “Making a mockery of my name. Is that so? I will then stop my bike here in the middle of the road and you have to go all alone to your house.”
She giggled “Come on, you are not going to leave a poor girl all alone here.”
The light-hearted conversation went on. I came to know that she was studying physics in a nearby college and was looking forward to study masters. Most of the time I kept quiet as she was babbling too much. In between the conversation, she was giving me directions to her house.
She asked me to stop at a lane and said to me, “Leave me here. I can walk the rest path.”
I stopped my bike and asked her that I could drop her in front of her home.
She joked at me, “No way. What will happen if the bee stung me?” I laughed at her, slowly her facial expression turned serious, “Actually I have some problem. My father will be furious if he notices me with someone. That’s the reason he sends my brother every evening to the centre to pick me up. Today I told that I could commute alone, so my brother did not come.”
I understood her handcuffed situation and said her not to worry. She asked me to ride away but I insisted that until she reaches her house I would rather stand there for her. She smiled and waved me, “Go now, I am ok. This much path I can walk alone."
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Whenever Anoushka eyes met with mine, she used to give a sweet smile. Seldom there were any words exchanged between us. She possessed an elegance, which attracted many friends around her. From a distance, I cherished her beauty and frolic nature. On the other hand, I kept to myself, surrounded by my haughty nature. Probably everyone in the batch thought me as a snobbish person and I liked that. At least that close guarded my solitary citadel.
It was not long that those courteous smiles turned into some friendly conversations. That night I was hungry so I bought a patty from a nearby shop and was munching. I did not notice that Anoushka was standing behind me watching me intently. She cleared her throat to signal her presence. Her feminine fragrance snaked into my nasal cavity and attacked my brain cells.
“Munching alone? Where is your friend, Anirban?” She asked me.
I was startled on hearing her voice. I stammered a bit, “Yeah. I did not have the time for lunch and was hungry so I was grabbing a bite.” I looked around, in general, some of her friends always surrounded her but at that time she was alone. I asked her, “So today no one is with you?”
She gave a faint smile and shrugged her shoulder, “Nopes, may be they don’t like my company.”
I laughed at her, “Who on earth would not like your company.” I lowered my voice, “I think you are wrong. People are dying to get your attention.”
She sported a coquettish smile on her lips, “Really? I did not know that. Who on earth is willing to die for.”
I was enjoying her smile and company. “Find some time to look at your back, you will find a long line of bees hovering to get your attention.” I joked at her. I looked at the road, expecting the bike rider to come and pick her up. Probably she fathomed as what I was looking for.
“Why are you frequently looking at the road?” She asked me.
“Aha! I was looking forward for your two wheeled chariot and the warrior over it.” I flirted.
She laughed at me and said, “My brother is not coming to-day to pick me up. I am waiting for the bus.”
A huge relief got off my mind. I was in an impression that the person, who picks her up every day, was her boyfriend. I observed that many buses passed but she was not boarding. Finally, I asked her “It is not raining today. The buses are plying perfectly normal and it is getting night. I think you should go home. Why have you not boarded any of the bus?”
“Nothing. Is there any problem to stand here?” She smiled at me and said, “You are a complete bore. I am going now.” She turned and walked towards the bus.
Suddenly I felt a small vacuum inside my chest. I called her “Anoushka, I can drop you if you want.”
She ran towards me and sat on my pillion. A faint laugh lingered inside my head, how many colours can a girl can show, I thought. May be she was just playing with me.
“Start now.” She held my shoulder and whispered in my ears. The bike raced into the dark night, over the black pitch road. I looked up the sky, Kolkata is always humid and during monsoon, the clouds do shower at anytime. The humid cold winds were blowing around us. Through my shirt fabric, I felt her soft warmth on my back.
She shouted, cutting the roaring sound of the engine, “What does your name, Budhaditya means? It is a real long name to call.”
“It denotes something from Vedic literature, that’s all I know nothing more. But why on earth you are concerned about the meaning of my name?” I replied her.
“Just like that. Actually after calling your name, one has to look into the mirror to check whether her teeth are ok or not.” She laughed heartily.
I joked at her, “Making a mockery of my name. Is that so? I will then stop my bike here in the middle of the road and you have to go all alone to your house.”
She giggled “Come on, you are not going to leave a poor girl all alone here.”
The light-hearted conversation went on. I came to know that she was studying physics in a nearby college and was looking forward to study masters. Most of the time I kept quiet as she was babbling too much. In between the conversation, she was giving me directions to her house.
She asked me to stop at a lane and said to me, “Leave me here. I can walk the rest path.”
I stopped my bike and asked her that I could drop her in front of her home.
She joked at me, “No way. What will happen if the bee stung me?” I laughed at her, slowly her facial expression turned serious, “Actually I have some problem. My father will be furious if he notices me with someone. That’s the reason he sends my brother every evening to the centre to pick me up. Today I told that I could commute alone, so my brother did not come.”
I understood her handcuffed situation and said her not to worry. She asked me to ride away but I insisted that until she reaches her house I would rather stand there for her. She smiled and waved me, “Go now, I am ok. This much path I can walk alone."
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