September 4, 2009

Color of my Life.

All characters are fictitious and entirely based on the writers imagination.This work is based on the writers creative work.This is my come back post in Lounge after 2 months :D

I entered the art gallery jubilantly with a constant smile on my face.I was asked to judge a drawing exhibition.It was a special occasion for me and I felt honoured.

“This way sir,” the gallery incharge guided me through all the paintings.

“Tanmai wait!,” I stopped near a painting which grabbed my attention.It exhibited the tranquillity of mind.Such a wonderful painting it was.I stared at it carefully and tried to decode the hidden meaning behind the same.The painting was familiar to me.I failed to recollect my past memories,but the person was some one who was close to me.I leaned on the sofa in the Lounge.I was feeling tired as I learned about my futile love.She was Monik ,who hailed from the hilly region of Darjeeling.I still remember the words that she told me during our last meet.It buzzed on my ears.

“Tanmai,I want to meet the artist of that moongirl painting,” I said to the incharge.

“Sir,she is Monik Bisht,and yes she is on her way,” he replied.

“Oh!” a smile beamed through my face.She was the one whom I was searching for since ages. I failed to keep up to the promise,but I never thought that I would meet her after 7 long years.

“Hello sir!,” she wished me.

“Monik,Its me Anish!,”I said to her.

“Oh hello Anish Sir! how are you?,” she said with a straight face.

“Will you forgive me Monik,you would surely forgive me if you knew what happened that day?,” I said.

“Who am I to forgive you just ditched me and threw me out of your life,” she said.

“Baba’s health was really bad that day,” I replied.

“I tried to contact you after getting the consents from my parents,” I said with a smile.

“And hey this painting was not supposed to be sold ,you remember” I said.

“Do you remember you were the girl and me the moon and we both inseperable,” I said.

“Yes! after a long eternal wait , I though it was illogical to place that painting at my house,” she said.

Her reactions suggested me that my absence had created a turbulence in her life

“Monik!till date I was still searching for you and I am glad that I met you here,” I touched her.

“Sorry Anish!,” She swiftly removed my hands from her shoulder.

“Don’t build castles in air Anish,I am not meant for you,” she said.

“Monik ! I am extremely sorry and please take that painting back,” I pleaded.

“Sorry Anish! many things have happened in this long 7 years,” she said and screamed “Ayushiiiii!!!,”

“Momma!Momma,” a girl of 4 came running towards her.

Tears trickled down my eyes as I learned that she was married. I turned aside to see the other paintings as she left.

I wiped the tears from my eyes.I waited for 7 long years to know that she was married .She was and she would be the color of my life.

“Sir,I need that painting,” I said to Tanmai.


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  1. nice ste...n nxt time u judge some drawng exhibiton do tell i vl also display som of mine...:)

  2. Hehehe... you made me smile at times... and that name - sounds so similar to mine, but I know it is "fictitious and entirely based on the writers imagination." :)


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