Tuesday 31 May 2016

Ganga Aarti...


Ganges passed by Maya as she stood ​there moonstruck by the beauty of hers...This was the second time she was coming back to Ganges after she last came with her Love...hand in hand they had walked by the paved banks...the park...the dreamy lights...memories flashed through her mind...it all seemed yesterday to her...


She was standing there with her SLR trying to capture the moment and he was guiding her thoroughly...he loved clicking pics once upon a time and wanted to pass on all his experiences and knowledge to her...Ganga Aarti started...though not as grand as the Varanasi Banks...it was awesome...they both stood there together...silently Maya prayed for their togetherness...Forever...


Soon Maya wanted to cruise on the Ganges...but in her own small personal boat...with a lantern capable of illuminating only their faces...he was not very keen...he doesn't find the place and idea safe enough for Maya...but as mad as Maya was...they went sailing on the beautiful Ganges for an hour...time passed by and the one hour extended over 3 hours...she watched the starts lying on the boat...he recited to her...one of the best that Maya had ever heard him in the long time...


They came back being more in love...being more together...being each others...Maya's silent prayers seemed heard...she shot balloons..had phutchka and he stood there pampering her like a child...she loved phutchka...and like every time she guided the phutchka-wala..."hara mirchi, nimbu aur matar dalna"...


And today once again as she stood still by the Bagbazaar Ghat...sun went down...the blue sky with its shades of mystery was dawning on the river...stage was set for the Ganga Aarti...


Maya dreaded that he wont be able to make it today...he was stuck in his series of meetings the last time they spoke in the afternoon...she is not looking at her watch anymore...her fists went little cold with a strange pain...she was apprehensive of whether the city's stressed life had taken away their small little happinesses and just as the Aarti started he touched her shoulder...her anxiety dropped suddenly through her spine...her neck longed for one more touch...she dint turn back...she knew his warmth...they stood together again...hand clasped...


Kolkata , 31.5.2016

Dedicated to someone i Love...