An Unfleged Night

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There are times when I want to be left alone. The time when the warm air gives slight hint of gentle cold breeze and makes the clouds heavy. The time when the trees awaits their share after a long wait and the birds are in a cheerful mood. The time when the rain pours down the ground with its pleasant smell blossoms the essence of true life. The time when the scent of dust makes me want to breath more air and the whistling wind reminds me of an old memorable song thinking of which I feel nostalgic.  

It was the end of my first semester at IIIT Allahabad. Yes it was the last exam of end- semester, SMAT230C. My exam ended at 1:00pm and the sigh of relief felt was inexpressible. Well who won't be happy and relaxed at that time, as finally semester has ended. I've made plans with my friends to enjoy the day and to visit Civil Lines to have fun. At 1:25pm I received a call from my father, telling me about the condition of my nana and advising me to come to home as soon as possible. It had happend before that my nana had recovered from his health without any casuality. I being in the essence of happiness didn't take it seriously and made my father to believe that I possibly won't be able to arrive at home that day but probably the next day I will arrive. So my day passed with delight and merriment and I even went to restraunt with my kith and kins to enjoy the fest

The tides turned at 8:00pm when I call my home and my mother picked the phone up. She was crying and craving which made my heart to throbble. When she told that the chances of my nana to live is just 5-10% I was taken aback. All the moments and stories which I lived with him started to pinch me up. Tears roll down my eyes as I kept talking to her. At the very moment itself I decided to leave for Lucknow. I started packing up my bags and luggage and by 9:00pm I was ready to leave. Meanwhile, my roomie also agreed to company me. So with empty belly I headed towards the Bus stand. It was roughly 10:00pm when I reached Allahabad Bus Stand. It was a chilly night and I had no warm clothes with me. There at bus stand we found the government bus which was in terrible condition but the need of the hour forced me to sit in that bus in such a chilly night.

At about 10:15pm the bus started and my unfleged night began. At about 11:45pm the bus reached the wood and the fog and cold shivered me up. The race against time started. It was the time when I felt helpless and totally depressed. I could se the most tragic moment of my life was waiting to engulf me. I totally failed to figure out of this event which I never dreamt off can even occur. It was the amalgamation of all such unbearable feelings. I think that somewhere deep in my heart I found that it was the ultimate end.

With the gloomy face and distressed heart the journey continued and chillyness increased abdruptly. At about 2:45am I finally reached the outskirt of Lucknow and my phone rang. It was of my father. I picked it up and without listening to him told that he is not required to reach the bus stand, I will manage it myself. But the voice from other side had something else to convey. He finally concluded that your Nana is now no more. I was traumatised and sat back on the seat. The fear of the event which I never wanted to witness was marching infront of me. The never ending night grew even deeper and darker. The darkness of my heart added to the natural darkness with nowhere to flee.

Just after 20 minutes or so I reached the bus stand and about 3:45am I was standing infront on my gate.The light was on and I was watching the activities happening. Tear was rolling and acceptance of truth was greatest challenge for everyone. At 4:20am mama arrived with his body in the ambulance and from their I started for Ikauna. The very next day at 7:00 am I reached Ikauna and finally at 2:00pm I witness the ultimate end of life.

NO ONE IS ACTUALLY DEAD UNTILL THE RIPPLES THEY CAUSE IN THE WORLD DIE AWAY                                                 -Anonymus


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