A Beautiful Morning
in Bangalore
It was a beautiful morning in
Bangalore. My name is Neha and I was lying on the bed and looking outside of
the window. I saw a beautiful tree with purple flowers and sun shining
brightly. I closed my eyes and I heard somebody shouting. I looked through the
window and tried to identify what the commotion was all about. I saw my brother
four years younger to me, amidst all of these confusion and chaos down below.
As my parents were out of country it was me to take care of him. As I reached
outside my house I came to know last night my brother had an accident while
driving car with an auto driver and the auto driver trailed him since then and
reached my house and demanded money. I yelled to my brother "Yeh sab log
kuch bhi kar sakte hai paise ke liye, Paise de doh aur ghar ke andar aa
jao"(These drivers can do anything for money, give them the money and come
inside). He did as I said.
While serving him breakfast I
asked him "what was the matter with the auto driver?” He replied that it
was not his fault while narrating the entire story. My brother had boozed the
previous night with his friends and had a small accident. I loved my brother a
lot, just told him not to worry, he smiled back and we returned to our normal
daily chores. I could see he was happy as I didn’t scold him for this entire
matter and I love to see those smiles on his face.
It was December 14th,
tomorrow is my best friend Tyagi’s birthday. We all friends planned to have the
birthday celebration at my friend Sneha’s farmhouse. Lots of things to do and
time was less. But finally we made all our arrangements. We all friends
gathered together and right at midnight Tyagi cut the cake and party began. It
was 2:00am all had lots of fun and were prepared to leave. I called up my
brother to pick me up. On the way back to our home I was explaining him what
all we did in the party, how much fun we had but noticed that hardly he was
listening. Asked him “Are you alright?” to which he replied murmuring “haan
thik hun” (I am alright). I turned on the music and continued with the party
mood. Suddenly there was a flash of light, all things went blank, no sound, and
no music.
A morning in Bangalore, I am
lying on bed, looking outside the window. I see a beautiful tree with purple
flowers and sun shining brightly. No one is shouting, there is silence all
around I closed my eyes, tears falling down my cheeks.
