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Saturday, 2 May 2015

The lady at the bus stop



The roaring thunder and the vigorous pouring of rain was enough to predict that it was a bizarre night. Rajeev has been working overtime that day. He reached the bus stop finally, when it was 9pm. The bus stop was secluded and instantly, Rajeev worried about getting a bus so that he can reach home. 

It was still raining heavily and the clouds were clattering every few minutes. After Rajeev seated himself at the bus stop, his eyes rested on a woman who sat at the extreme corner. 

She was covered with a stole right from her head and therefore, Rajeev couldn’t catch a glimpse of her face. He got up from his seat and sat beside the woman, intending to talk to her. He cleared his throat to make her aware of his presence.

The woman didn’t respond until a strong wind hit her face that resulted in the stole to fall down from her head. She was definitely the most attractive woman Rajeev has ever seen, courtesy her beautiful eyes. 

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His eyes were transfixed on her and finally the woman looked at him. Rajeev noticed that the woman gazed at him, as if she knew him, as if she wanted to tell him something. It was an unusual gaze, her eyes brimming with excitement, eagerness, angst and pathos. She mumbled a few words, which were inaudible to Rajeev.

Rajeev took his eyes off her, but even after a few seconds, he realized that she was ogling at him. He was definitely happy that he was being gazed by such a beautiful woman, but then, it was also awkward.

“Rajeev Sengupta. What’s your name?” He asked the woman.

After a long silence for two minutes, she replied “Meera.”

Rajeev kept talking to Meera. However, all the talking was mostly done by him. The lady barely replied in monosyllables, albeit her gaze intact on Rajeev. There was no hint of the rain to stop. Rajeev could see that Meera was trembling slightly due to the chill in the air.

“Would you like to have a cup of tea?” Rajeev offered, empathizing with Meera’s condition.

Meera nodded her head. Rajeev assured her that he would be back within a few minutes and went to the nearest tea stall which he knew would be open even at that hour.

I never knew I was so good looking that a beautiful lady would turn speechless on seeing me. Yes, Meera is a little weird, but anyone can die for those beautiful eyes. I need to take her number.

Rajeev soliloquized as he bought two cups of tea. He rushed towards the bus stop, but to his sheer disappointment, he saw a bus moving past him and Meera looking at him from the window with the same intent gaze. 

It broke his heart as he realized that Meera was gone. With dismay, he sat on the bus stop sipping his tea silently when he noticed a piece of paper on the floor getting to and fro with the direction of the wind. He picked the paper instantly and opened it.

You look exactly like my husband who had passed away three years ago. It took me a while to realize that you are Rajeev and not my Jai. God bless you.


Meera

Rajeev swallowed the lump that was formed in his throat. He looked at the direction where the bus went by. He read the note again, things registering in his mind slowly. 

If only I could meet Meera again! If only this story hasn’t finished here…



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30 comments:

  1. What a heart touching story! How we wish some stories had an ending...and sometimes its best that it's left the way it was.

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    1. Thank you so much, Sonia :)
      I totally agree with you...some stories are better left unfinished the way some words are better left unsaid...

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  2. Wow. I was stumped by the twist. Loved every bit of it. :)

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    1. Thanks. So glad you loved it, Sayantan.
      And a warm welcome to my blog :)

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  3. wow purba....loved it.....

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    1. Thank you, Sunaina. Glad you loved it :)

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  4. If it were true, I don't think Rajeev would forget here easily, neither would she. Great story.

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    1. I totally agree with you, Alok. Thanks a ton :)

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  5. Loved the twist. Heart touching!

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  6. If only the story continues... Brilliant. loved it.

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    1. Thank you so much dear...some stories have incomplete endings and this is one such story :)

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  7. Nice read.. I like incomplete endings :)

    AnanyaTales

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  8. When I started reading the story, A question came to my mind, Why Meera was answering to a stranger, was she not afraid. Now I knew. Suspense till the end, You have described the situation, palce so aptly that I was imagining it while reading. But you know I hate such endings , why it is not Happily ever after in every story. :(



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    1. Thank you so much for liking the story. I am so glad that you could picturize the entire situation and place. It's true dear that incomplete endings hurt...but what seems incomplete today may become complete tomorrow. Cheers :)

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  9. Beautiful Story Purba!!! Really a nice read!

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  10. Hey, wow!

    I always thought I twist stories! But, you take the cake! Afreen, ma'am!

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