He is Sleeping

He is sleeping.

Finally!! He got his his part of fortune.

While he was on his legs, he had rough journey all alone.

He was tested, tested by all. He never failed but never been free.

He had this art of carrying all his sorrow under the cover of his emotionless dried face which nobody liked to see.

He had fallen.. got up, his steps became weak.. but never stopped.

But after all those miles he walked, now he is stopped. His feet are calm and his body is in supreme peace.

First time in rough restless life, He is sleeping

Daddy's Girl

She ran in horror. Afraid, her lip was bleeding and suit was torn.

Followed by him. A man in a uniform.

She fell on carpet, failed to escape.

Caught, cried. Cried in pain “Dad, please don't”

The Most Unfortunate Tear

She waited for almost nine and half months, counting days.

Then it was the day. though real struggle was left. Bared pain of burning hell as she knew that end would heavenly pleasant.

She Done it, her endless wait was over and her heart was in her hands. Little one, cute enough to die seven death for.

She was crying most happy tears of her life.

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But Soon her cry turned the most unfortunate, when she realized that her little one is not crying! It was the day which should have never raised.

Are you breathing?

Sarchu:

This place is located in south of zanskar range of Himalayas and average altitude there is 4.5 K meters (not as much as other places in ladakh). But the thing which makes it a bit scary is, in this area Trees and greenery is too less which results in very low oxygen level. In addition to this, in most of this area you will find campsites and no permanent electricity source.

By the time we reached our camps, it was almost 10:30 PM. Nights in the mountains are so beautiful if you are comfortably reached to your destination sitting beside your camp fire, but it is equally scary if you are on your bike in complete darkness on slippery roads finding your camps.

It was very cold and we were too tired to have dinner. Once we reached our camps we came to know that generator isn't working, thus no lights. I wasn't in the mood of thinking about electricity at that time and went directly to the bed. Even my biking gears and boots were still on.

I fell on my bed(which was arranged by group who arrived earlier - so comfortable for the instance). After some 5 minutes I started feeling suffocation. Like you are not breathing. It was not very good signal for me and frightened me. I tried to breath even harder, it did not help. It was like you are trying to suck every single particle of air through your wide open mouth.

Although there must be some air (of course less oxygened) was going in my lungs, but It felt void inside. My throat went dried and I started sweating heavily.

It was complete dark everywhere and I was too helpless to go there and find the camp where doctor was sleeping or Oxygen cylinder. All I could do was just removed my jacket, shirt, sweat shirt and other layers from my upper body and again fell on the bed. Had just given up.

I Don’t know for how much time I was like that but when I got in my sense, was shirtless such freezing temperature, went below zero degree already.

Immediately went to my brother to check if he is okay or not. He was sleeping, hit him hard on his back and wake him up.

“what the hell is wrong with you” my brother

“are you breathing ?” me

“what !! m I breathing ?!! No. I did it two days ago, forgot to continue” slept in irritation

I WAS IN GREAT RELIEF hearing his angry sarcastic comment !!!

The Presentation Day

“Neha, presentation is tomorrow. Sharp at 9”

“But sir!! It was in next week. How come it…”

“Sharp at 9, Don't be late” he walked away.

Now Neha was in serious trouble and not a single option left. She started her endless research.

Worked. As hard as possible. Even beyond it.

Skipped lunch and a tea too.

Unfortunately she left charger at home she realized it while she tried to put her almost dead phone in charging.

It was late now but she didn't finish yet, so she decided to take her laptop with her and work at home. She get in her car, she was still working on her laptop.

… It was too late now, she didn't reach home. Frightened her mom called at office and came to know that she left like years ago!! She called almost everybody she thought she should call and none of the call actually helped.

Day changed; down then morning 8:30–45 she wasn't office yet. Boss really got furious, called her dead phone. It was 9 already and all foreign parties were set in conference. She was the only absent. 9:30..45..10:00.

.. a heavy tap on the windshield made her spring jump. She noticed her surroundings, still in her car!! In company's parking lot. Oh gosh what's time now!! Shit 10:00.

she worked entire night in the car and fell asleep in early morning. In all hurry Went up in office, got fired already.

Disappointed. Started her car for home, didn't start. Battery went down.

What a day!!! Stepped out “Auto..!” She, loud enough.

Punishment

was in 12th standard then.

Our language teacher has punished me as I was making noise (I was just talking to my bench mate) and made me stand in the front - facing to blackboard.

And suddenly principal appeared in the class. With all presence of mind, I took a chalk and start solving physics problem which was written on the board.

All class amazed with my skill of avoiding a hard-hit from principal. Even i stated believing that he has been fooled and I m saved.

Principal watched me doing solution.

He rushed on me. Slapped hard on my face.

I was surprised..!!!

He took chalk from my hand and corrected my solution.. (which was just piece of dumbness - very second step was wrong)

Uttered “such a nonsense, I wonder how you people even cleared 11th” and stormed out of the class.

Me with my hand on my face, looking at the class.

They equally surprised.. 10 seconds of silence.

And they all burst Laughing.

All my master Idea didn't work well.

The Shooter

"Master please, Don't make me to do this. I can't" he was crying.

"You are loyal to me, ain't you!" still voice voice from dark side of street.

"Yes I'm, I'll be. But he's just 8, he's your 8 years old. How can I.." interrupted.

"Are you denying?"

"Requesting, master"

"It's required and you will do this"  ordered and left into even in darker streets without listing his beg.

"But master, please.. " 

No words then....

A Tap on his shoulder pull him out of his thoughts.

"Why aren't you eating anything?" Asked His wife, busy watching newsflash on television set.

"They killed the only son of our Master, and when our people started fighting back they call us terrorists!!! What a nonsense TV is showing" she kept spleening on news.

And TV kept its own barking "hundreds killed including kids in bloody riots between two major communities in the valley..."