Saturday, July 4, 2009

Last Episode

"Strangers in the night exchanging glances", Frank Sinatra crooned from Sanjeev's car stereo as he waited for Sharmila to come down. He felt a slight tinge of romanticism in the air. He saw Sharmila coming down the stairs of her apartment. She wore a long black skirt with a dark purple top, she had her hair scrunched up and was wearing silver loop earrings.

His heart started thumping really fast and it was as if he had glugged down a six pack of redbull.
"Hi! Sharmila", he said breaking the silence and his quivering . "Yea , why in the fucking hell do you have the music so loud?", she shouted at him.

"I am sorry", Sanjeev replied sounding quite dejected. He knew it was one of those days, she fought with her mom again. Sharmila had a love-hate relation with her mother, they both loved to hate eachother, her mother wanted a "normal homely girl" , but Sharmila was anything but normal and homely, in fact, she had mellowed down ever since Sanjeev came into her life or by now she would have run away from home forever to some hill station.

Sanjeev turned the volume down and sped the car to the hilly road of Sector 46 and stopped on the cresenct. "Why the fuck are we stopping?", Sharmila again shouted at Sanjeev. "I thought you would like to drive to the Kund", he replied.

"Listen I am in no mood for your antics, I have enough with you people, stop acting like you know me or understand me, its not like we have known eachother for ten years, you're just an acquaintance to me Sanjeev", Sharmila balsted out at Sanjeev.

Sanjeev had nothing to say and he slipped the small red box he was holding back into his jeans pocket and he drove. "Sanjeev! I am going to go to college on my own, its not like I can't drive. You cause too much negativity."Sharmila said to Sanjeev in a serious tone.
"But what have I done? calm down Sharmz, what did aunty say?", he relpied.
"Why would you care? stop pretending like you Sanjeev, I hate you", she kept on spitting poison through her words and Sanjeev for the first time in four years wept and his eyes got all watery.

The yellow dumper was standing in the middle of the road and the forensic reports confirmed that when the car smashed into its rear , it was at a speed of 80km/hr. The driver died on the spot and the passenger survived with some injuries to her spine.

"They found this in his pocket, mam", the nurse hand over her a small red jewellry box. It had a small diamond ring and a yellow post-it sticker which said "Marry Me". She put on the ring and crouched on her bed and cried and cried till she passed away into deep sleep.

THREE MONTHS LATER:
She got what she wanted and she drove to the college on her own. She as usual went early to college and now not for the morning air but , to just get away from home. This was her first day at college ever since the accident. She went in and sat down in the class on the same bench where she and Sanjeev sat everyday. She rubbed her hands on the place where he had carved their names.

Laila and Majnu came to the window and entered the class and sat on the window shelf. They both stared at her as if they knew it was she who was responsible for Sanjeev's death. She started to weep , her heart sank, she did not want to live anymore. She had planned this for the past three months. She tightened her fist and took out the injection and filled air into it.

They found her body with two lizards lying on her stomach and her face smiling as if she had seen all the happiness this world had to offer.