Another Rainy day!
"Can you hurry up? I’m already 15 minutes late for work!" Rohit was yelling at the top of his voice while his wife Neeta was rushing to pack their lunch. After all the last minute checks, they finally stepped out of the house. This was the scenario almost every single day. Somehow they could never step out of the house without engaging in a panic attack.
"Now the Red signal! Man, can anything go right today???", shouted a frustrated Rohit.
"It's ok... we are not as late as we were yesterday. You shouldn't lose your temper so easily. The doctor said it’s not good for your blood pressure", wailed Neeta sitting behind in his Hero Honda, a Bike that he had bought when he was in college. Almost a decade had elapsed since then...
And then it happened... the skies darkened, the clouds gathered and all at once they were drenched in a heavy downpour. The roads were filled with people running here and there to find a shelter and park their vehicles.
"We should have a bought a car. Yeah, this is what I need right now... I will have to sit in the office the whole damn day in these wet clothes and shoes with the project manager breathing down my neck for having been late on a deliverable deadline", Cried Rohit and muttered a silent curse.
Just then his attention was distracted by a girl whom he assumed could not be more than 5 years old. She was holding her mother’s hand and crossing the road, her face tilted towards the sky. Her countenance was lit up with an almost angelic smile as if to say that drenching in the rain had to be best feeling on earth.
It brought back memories.... He was sitting in the college cafeteria with a hot cup of masala chai in his hands. Through the window he could see a girl clutching her umbrella with all her might, lest it should be blown away by the combined brute force of the wind and rain. She came up to him to ask directions that would lead to the freshers classrooms and somehow he knew he was going to spend the rest of his life with this girl.
His face broke into a smile. He had forgotten all that was happening around him at that instant. His anger, his frustration, his impatience, melted away because of that single thought. He turned back and and said "Honey, this bike always needs you as it's pillion rider!"
"Now the Red signal! Man, can anything go right today???", shouted a frustrated Rohit.
"It's ok... we are not as late as we were yesterday. You shouldn't lose your temper so easily. The doctor said it’s not good for your blood pressure", wailed Neeta sitting behind in his Hero Honda, a Bike that he had bought when he was in college. Almost a decade had elapsed since then...
And then it happened... the skies darkened, the clouds gathered and all at once they were drenched in a heavy downpour. The roads were filled with people running here and there to find a shelter and park their vehicles.
"We should have a bought a car. Yeah, this is what I need right now... I will have to sit in the office the whole damn day in these wet clothes and shoes with the project manager breathing down my neck for having been late on a deliverable deadline", Cried Rohit and muttered a silent curse.
Just then his attention was distracted by a girl whom he assumed could not be more than 5 years old. She was holding her mother’s hand and crossing the road, her face tilted towards the sky. Her countenance was lit up with an almost angelic smile as if to say that drenching in the rain had to be best feeling on earth.
It brought back memories.... He was sitting in the college cafeteria with a hot cup of masala chai in his hands. Through the window he could see a girl clutching her umbrella with all her might, lest it should be blown away by the combined brute force of the wind and rain. She came up to him to ask directions that would lead to the freshers classrooms and somehow he knew he was going to spend the rest of his life with this girl.
His face broke into a smile. He had forgotten all that was happening around him at that instant. His anger, his frustration, his impatience, melted away because of that single thought. He turned back and and said "Honey, this bike always needs you as it's pillion rider!"
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