Meghdutham

I live in a small town near machhlipattnam...I am engaged with Nitin...He lives in Kolkata, though we've been engaged for about 4months he hasn't called me or wrote me a word....Previously, we were like friends but after the engagement and Nitin moving to kolkata changed things...I hear he is a busy man, works hard day and night for his business... I wonder what could have happened..i often hope, nitin would call me one day, and we'll chat like we used to...

last week Nitin's mother came to our home, she told me, he has to work all day, walk form office to office in scorching sun for his recent project...our village being very close to sea is a pleasant place...here in machhlipattanam, if u go to the sea, u'll always find a handful of white clouds, decorating the blue sky...being born and brought up in a place so close to sea, it must be hard for nitin to stuggle in the city of sun......often in the evenings, sitting in the shore looking up at sky i would think of Nitin, i often wish if I could send the handful of clouds from this vast sky to shade him from the scorching sun...

this evening as i was getting ready, my mother said "there's a sortm coming so don't go to the sea"...."How could there be a storm?? I was there at the sea this morning..it was all clear..."

"They said it's a tornedo...the officials have issued a notice, haven't u seen it??"

looking through the window, i saw, the handful of white clouds that i had seen this morning has transformed into magnificient steel grey...hovering in the sky like a seductress wooing the sea....

Soon the storm arrived...it rained heavily whole evening, and again i thought of Nitin....it must me still very hot in Kolkata...poor Nitin!

next morning the sky cleared up....there was not even the white cloud that used to be... when i returned to home, i heard my parents discussing something rain and Kolkata... I learnt that the furious storm has changed its path from machhlipattanam to Orissa, and might even hit Kolkata...which means it will rain hard... Our parents were worried about nitin, but I was wondering....was the handful of white cloud listening my wishes???

Nitin called....after long long time, hearing his voice... my name, felt like rain itself...he told me, it was raining hard in Kolkata...the dark clouds made him remember my eyes... he was drenched and soaked in the rain...and he missed me a lot...

it was raining here too, in my heart...

hanging up the phone, i looked out of the window and thanked the handful of white cloud that was still there above the sea...