They left home for an adventure with a
hurried pitter patter through the corridor. Eager they were for the not so
usual rendezvous. Stop-go, stop-go was the rhythm at first and then, they just
seemed to rest themselves at an incline.
Inclined they were to make the most of
the day. It was a rarity that they got time together. Each cocooned
involuntarily in the buzz of the routine commotions. But today was different.
Hand in hand they stepped out of the gate of the huge palatial premises; each
being pulled by a unique gravitational pull of the winds outside.
Outside… not that they really wanted to
go, but they were compelled to do so. He would be sitting chained to his
rocking chair usually at this time while keeping an eye on the gardener while
she would be cooking up sumptuous delicacies. The youngest member of the
household would be yelling out for attention and he would call out for her to
check before the house help did so, and she, she would go literally galloping….
Only to see the little bundle gurgling on seeing her face.
Her face was wee bit uncomfortable as she
carried some make-up which was barely visible. And he seemed immaculately
dressed in a mustard tee and khakhi cotton trousers. She wore a cotton saree
with a floral print in hues of green and blue as they both walked out stick in
stick for their special rendezvous.
Their appointment took them to
this rather noisy place… they call it a mall. Hesitatingly they stepped in
marveling at the energy around with which the crowd was bustling. Suddenly, a lively vigour seemed to be rising
within as he went literally jostling through the crowd to buy his share of
snacks. After all, what was a movie without some popcorn and cola.
And so they sat like the days of
yore to watch the movie of their life….. perhaps… enveloped in thoughts of love
that was, of bonds that are… in timelessness they stand tangled!
