Sunday, October 21, 2007

Love in the times of Telepathy

It was a Wednesday morning, early march, and was raining heavily. Radha just hung up on a phone call from office and looked at her phone. She just hoped that Shakti would call her and check how she was. She had been waiting for his call since last evening but in vain. She rested herself against the wall clenching the phone and looked up at the ceiling. It was almost a year since she joined this company. Shakthi had joined her project around six months ago but was working on a different module in the same floor. For a long time they never knew each other and Radha being the traditional Indian girl never even exchanged smiles with strangers. One Saturday, late last September, she was waiting for her office cab to drop her home at 1100 PM. Just then Shakthi came by and said “Hi”. She just turned around and did not even acknowledge his smile. As luck would have it the cab broke down mid-way. After more than an hour they finally managed to get a taxi. When she got down Radha said “Thank you” and looked at Shakthi’s eyes for the very first time.

Shakthi was a very charming man, the youngest Senior Manager in the company and unmarried. After that night they started bumping into each other more and before they realized they were spending a lot of time together. Radha was not in the same league and came from a middle-class background. Her father retired last year and was keen on getting Radha and her younger sister married. Radha and Shakthi were getting closer and their philosophical discussions and sweet nothings kept them enamored all the time. It became customary for her to give Shakthi wake up calls every day and last month he took her to his house. She met everyone in his family and they were all really nice. Everything was on a roll.

Yesterday, she came back from work quite early and to her surprise her uncle, Parthasarathy mama, and her aunty were at home. They were her closest relatives and have been by their side through thick and thin. Mama said “Radha, take a day off tomorrow. My best friend Rangachari is coming with his son to see you. His son is a Senior Design Engineer in Motorola, Hyderabad”. A shiver ran through her spine. She knew that her father was trying to find a match for her but this was a total shocker. She immediately called up Shakthi and told him about the new development. Shakthi responded with utter silence. He said no words of reassurance, not even a “It will all be ok”. Radha finally hung up. The Rangachari’s came to see her and immediately wanted the engagement within two days. She could not understand what was going on with her life. Nobody really seemed to care what she thought about the whole thing. She kept calling Shakthi and sent him several messages but of no vain. Tomorrow it was her engagement and she wanted to know what really went through Shakthi’s mind. Did he really like her? Why did he get into a sudden silence? Why is he not responding to her calls and messages? She wondered why she was not living in the era where “Love happened through Telepathy”.
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My first attempt at a small story. My dear friend AS gave me the title and asked me to write whatever I can think about it.

10 comments:

Maria George said...

its really nice... but i wish you hadnt ended it in this suspense... :D Good luck for your story telling endeavours!

Deepak Chembath said...

Thank you :)

Unknown said...

hey.. what happens next? is there any climax or is it just this ?

Deepak Chembath said...

Well there it ends man :)

Unknown said...

DC complete the story. else you are proving one thing for sure... Guys are like that, ask them to take responsibility and they are gone... They are just so risk averse!!! Please man, give it a happy ending:)It will keep many like me optimistic:)

Anonymous said...

Deepak, you have very good story telling skills. Your earthy honesty is reflected through your words. Give me four months and lemme see if we can do something together.

Deepak Chembath said...

Thanks Prashanth. Can I know your whereabouts?

Anonymous said...

good story...
though an ending would have been much better....

u tackled the thrill element well...and kept the readers wanting more...thats a good showman's virtue....gr8 work.

Keep posting....Good to c ur a ISBian....i may be a prospective candidate..but not for a year or two...

ciao......

JD said...

You got me thinking now! :)
Im curious, If this wasnt the end...how wud u conclude?

Deepak Chembath said...

Saaki..Thanks & All the best

JD...I had really not thought about concluding it. May be you can think that he also had his reasons for not communicating.