
As i banged my bag on the seat which read 6/B1 i felt a sigh of relief !! It was one of those rare times when i was on time for my train as all my life i have loved to catch running trains ... I dont know why everyone in this world advised to do things on time, man ! they missed the excitement of completing things in the final hour or 9th hour as they ... and somewhere i felt they lacked the courage to do so .. Well i was a cool 40 minutes earlier than the scheduled departure time and this my no means,was less than a achievement to me. i could hear the applause from coming all around n could imagine myself dedicating this achievement to my dad..i raised my hands to acknowledge the crowd only to find out that i was the only one present in the compartment. Few minutes passed by gazing the reservation scene which hardly interested me.Next few minutes passed by making me realize that i was getting bored to the highest degree..so i had to turn to my forever companions , my laptop my headphones n lovely playlists enstored in ,which were the biggest creative thing i had done all over my mba.i closed my eyes n slowly i was lost in mr. shanker's tune- goonja sa hai tera ek taara..goonja sa hai tera ek taara..
As a jerk in the train disturbed my peace i found out that my compartment was suddenly filled with different strangers and i dont know why everyone seemed to be staring at me.. I checked out my companions for the 14hr long journey n i had a whole variety...from a young couple to an old couple , a girl in his late 20's and a matured looking like gentleman... but to my own displeasure everyone was busy in themselves..the old couple were too busy disccusing the traffic issues,the girl was checking some sort of accounts paper from which i made out that she was a teacher,the gentleman was lost into a article which read 'whats right and wrong' and i thought is it right or wrong to disturb him !! next came the young couple and too my surprise they were busy individually .. the boy who more looked like vasco da gama on his voyage enjoyng himself thinking about his future plans, hardly cared about what his better half was upto.. Girl was more like a cindrella enoying the luxary comfort of his palace..as i started thinking why this young couple was behaving like strangers to each other i noticed that the girl every now n then had a glimpse at her hubby to enquire whether he had something to converse about or not!! but everytime she got such a hard ignorance that even i felt bad..n i started wondering what was the reason behind this cold war..
As the train moved on everyone got involved in his/her personal assignments but the couple had no other plans..they remained busy in themselves ignoring the co-passengers as well as each other..by this time night had spread its empire all over and traditionally it was dinner time..but i was more interested in couple than the food...i thought now they wil hav to definitely break the shackles n come out of this ignorance era !!
the girl started speaking and , man.... , i was shocked... she spoke like a small kid .....continuosly speaking " baby ko bhukh lagi hai..baby kuch khaega.... " n asking her husband to have dinner... she was more acting like a child n her husband was totally unresponsive to all this..First i thought she was trying to gain attention of her husband by speaking like this,displaying all those emotions and doing all those actions.....But seeing her husband unresponsiveness i made out she was a mentally retarded adult whose mind hadn grown up ... He looked her with strange expressions,showed some anger and even pushed his wife a little...The boy also acted a bit strangely but by this time i had developed mix emotions for him...i was a little praise for him for having the courage to marry a girl with such abnormality and accepting her for whole of his life.i thought not everyone had the courage to do the same....n started wondering whether i possessed that courage or not ?? as i was in the process to find an answer i changed emotions for him... i was not at all happy with the way he was treating her.when he had accepted her with his own wish that why this rude behaviour...n slowly the anger overtook whatever little praise i had for him...what was their future ?? where were they heading ?? how long wil he be able to sustain her ?? was such a relation spoiling two lives or it has given a new life to atleast one of them ?? was it a act done out of bravery,love,pressure,greed or it was anything else !! with all these questions in my mind i closed my eyes waiting for the journey ahead the next morning...
The sudden brakes n the followed rush put me out f my current state... I was surprised the night had passed so fast..n i was at my desired destination... i gathered all my senses together ,checked all my baggage n moved to move out of the train.. i had hardly taken 3-4 steps when somebody interrupted me from behind. " Excuse me, i think you have left your magazine on the seat" , this was what i heard ... as i turned back to find the source of such valuable information , i was stunned more than the last time.. Girl whom i had labelled as mentally retarded ,hardly 12 hours back, was speaking english with a better fluency n flair than mine.."Excuse me,i think that's yours",she said again pointing towards a magazine that i had left on my berth.. i had no words,just nodded in reply n with this she moved out of the compartment. i was left stunned,all alone in the compartment ,not knowing the reasons behind the yesterday night incidents,the actions n emotions that had followed,the conclusions that i had drwan were all proved wrong withen space of my two heartbeats..i had no reasons to explain to myself,as if my brain had refused to answer all together..
I picked my luggage n moved out still in a state of confusion.. I scanned the crowd to look for my friend who was supposed to come to pick me up.. i repeated the process twice only to find no results..suddenly my eyes stopped at a point,it was not my friend,but it was the couple and their family.they were hardly two meters away from me exchanging greetings..girl was standing wit all smiles,boy was standing near his mother and boy's mother had all the love in the world for him...scene was a usual indian family scene n i had no objections to it.But boy's mother was not treating him as a married young guy deserved to be treated..that extra care,extra love n extra bit of questions were now an issue to me.. something was wrong with this family and i was not able to make out what it was ? i hadnt faced such a difficult,complex or difficult(or what ever u may love to call it) case stdy all through out my MBA..now i needed an answer,answer to silent all my inner queries.." Kya hua beta ?? the mother repeatedly asked in a tone which was so soothing to ears but cant be related to a married person.. "Maa .... maa ... isne na mujhe raste bhar khoob tang kia...isne na meri aapse baat bhi nahi karai... ye na bilkul acchi nahi hai.. ye meri koi baat nahi manti...mujhe dantti bhi hai...mujhe iske saath kahin na bheja karo..mujhe aap hi ke saath rehna hai..maa plz mujhe chod k naa jaya karo..mujhe bahut dar lagta hai" was what the boy replied n tightly hugged his mother... The boy spoked so much for the first time in front of me and this conversation made the scenario crystal clear to me,my inner queries were solved at a faster rate than at which they were created..
The girl whom i had labelled as mentally retarded was an intelligent,educated n caring wife of a man whose mind had not grown with the same pace as of his body.... n the girl's action were drawn out of the attemt to make his hubby feel normal,relaxed n most importantly at peace...
I had no words to describe my inner feelings,what i could say...at that time i was so amazed ,so stunned,girl had suddednly became an angel in my eyes...she atleast deserved a nobel for what she was doing...i had just witnessed a case which was titled 'realistic personal feelings without any expectations' and the only conclusion which i could draw was " What love !!! " .....
kya likhe ho bhai kahnse itna likhte ho.......
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