Sunrise
Holding his hand loosely Maya leaned on his shoulder...his hand was warm and fingers felt so familiar to her...Her curls covered half of her face..The boat was far from the maddening crowd of the city...It was the second hour of their ride and the city was wide awake by then...
Their day started very early today...It was 5am on a cold winter morning..Still dark...Empty roads with only few chai walas trying to set up their road side stalls...stray dogs barking here and there...And Traffic lights still blinking...Maya picked him up from his home and they headed the undefined place...
She preferred keeping it a suspense ... it was her gift to him...He kept asking on the way as their Uber crossed the lanes and bylanes of the empty cold city...She was carrying a shwal for him too presuming that he won't carry adequate warmth with him to sustain the cold winds...
Soon they reached the banks of Ganges to see the sparkle in his eyes...it was his long cherished dream...Sun was yet to rise...And the tea vendor beside had just made his first serving of the tea...Flocked around him were the boat sailors and the two souls only... He offered her tea and took her in his arms to turn to the Ganges...It felt eternal... They kept quiet as they both sipped in the warmth...And just before the sun was about to rise they decided to start what they had come for...The boat Ride on the Ganges...
The sailor was so pleased with his early morning bouni that he started playing a few old soft numbers on his not so new mobile phone... It was picture perfect...The two like minded souls kept sailing through the unknown waves of life...Lost in their own thoughts and yet united by the situation..The music..And their proximity...Life moved on in the other parts of the same world when one more memory got created...
On their way back home together they had road side hot & spicy puri sabzi... The two most peaceful hours of life got created at sunrise...
14th Feb 2017
