She was willing to sacrifice all to be Mitul’s wife.
But Mitul was under family obligations. He loved Ananya and said couldn’t marry her as he had to fulfill his parents’ wishes. Since, someone in his family had a love marriage, he had promised his parents that he will only have an arranged marriage as is the norm in India. It sounded too silly to her.
‘But, then you had no right to love me.’, she argued. But Mitul was stubborn and felt he had to keep his family happy.
‘The ball is to the left Kathy’ screamed Tim from the shore as Kathy walked deeper into the ocean.
She was searching for the ball which they were playing with at the beach. But, she was not able to see properly in the glare of the sun, the high waves lashing against her. The silly umbrella she was holding was making her off-balance. She was a good swimmer, but it’s a high tide and she was slipping when walking on the sand. She gave up on the stupid ball and was about to turn back, when she felt it. She felt her feet off the ground and herself being sucked into the ocean with such force.
She cried for help. But on this private beach, there was nobody else. And she saw Tim running towards her jumping right into the ocean. He was futilely trying to reach her. At that moment, she forgave him as she knew he loved her.
Anil read the post on WordPress called #Wow Hello. He thought about his wife Usha whose date of birth is Oct 28. He called out to her, “Usha, what was the name of your first friend when you were a kid?” “Oh come on! How many times I have told you. It’s ‘Lata’ ‘Lata’ ‘Lata'” shot back Usha looking up from her novel. You could never catch Usha without her novel or the newspaper.
“And you said her birthday is in September?”, Anil persisted. “Yes dear. Hers is Sept 28 and mine October, same date. Now let me read my novel in peace. It’s almost the end of the book”.
Usha would never read anything on the internet. She felt they were alien creatures. There is no smell or character when reading on a computer. That is another reason she has never had a Facebook account or any social media presence. She preferred to use Anil’s Facebook account to check up on their family and relatives living across the globe.
Usha shut the novel as she finished it. There she sat with a smile on her lovely face, still thinking about the story. She asked “So, why are you asking me about Lata now?”
How long before I put my head to a soft pillow and sleep? How many more years before, I get a complete, undisturbed long sleep?
I started working at age 13 after I lost my family to war. I am 63 now. What has changed? What did I achieve?
I have been working hard to make ends meet. At 13, it was survival from one day to the other. At 63, it is survival one week to the other. That is all that has changed. No family, no friends. Achievements include getting off the road into a ‘sleeping bed’ which I call home. ‘Sleeping bed’ is the bed I have rented that I can use for 6 hours till the next occupant of the bed comes in.
There is no more strength in my body, no will in my soul to achieve anything to win this greatest endurance race of life. I am looking up to the almighty for solace.