I’m shubendu mandal , cse 3rd yr.....
but this incidence was when i was in the first year....
“ noooo... need to go” mom odered over phone....she thought m a kid .. due to several reasons
1) First experience living in hostels
2) And m her only son
3) After all she Is my mom
It wasn’t that i ignore whateva she advice...but i was in a habit..! habit of doin where i found extreme fun...
the chain smoking stuff and beer night is what described the real FUN... but indian moms have a sixth sense abt thr children..
i rembr when i had the first drag of a ciggarette and was coughing ... just then mom called over phone.. “ sunny beta dont fall into bad habits..” ...
as i said , sunny was already into the habits of “fun”.
So for my mom i was in hostel but it was pondy where i was for my weekend....The beach ,resort and the the valid atmosphere to get high ......
At nite about two we sat in the relaxing cool of auro beach...After having three quaters of signature.. i heard jatin callin
“ sunny whe u goin man”
“ its morning i need to take bath else mom gonna scold me...”
“oh momma’s boy u already drunk”said sumeet...
“ u r drunk, u bloody f***ing frenzs spoilt me...”i said.
Everyones drunk energy laugh was all i could hear....
As i walked in the dark inside the sea... i swimmed for a distance... oh my god it was hellu va fun .... i felt i as if i was floating like apiece of log... and those ppl appeared like little ants..
JATIN !!!!!! HELP...this is what i sopke when i could not feel the land down my legs... i tried so hard to swim but all my energy was gone .. i was sinkin sinkin down in the sea...
HELP HELP!!!!!............
As i was falling freely by my feets down into the deep dark sea... dark may be because i closed my eyes cause may be i knew sunny has jus few seconds to go... i saw dad picking me after school, scolding me for all the school reports, the day i was thrashed by my favorite teacher at school... and the “sayoni “ song dedicated to sneha... i remembered her's was the face i neva forgot even though i tried to...
The water moved through my mouth ,nose to fill my lungs.i gave up pulling my self ..as i knew there was no chance to survive...mom’s sixth sense brought a rollin warm liquid down my eyes....
Like a flash back i saw all the stuffs happened in my life ... was this the purpose of my birth.
But i wanned to be alive ... how obivously i dreamt of dad to reach out his hand to save me like the time i learnt swimming..................................................................................................................................................
............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Like a fountain , the water was oozing outta my mouth..
I rembred the last time i closed my eyes , i was sure tat l could neva open it again...
I saw JATIN , SUMEET, ASHISH, AND ROHIT ....AND PERHAPS THE LIFE GAURD...
“ ur mom ” rohit gave my cell phone
“ MOM” and the next i found myself sinking.. THIS TIME IT WAS MY VOICE
This comment has been removed by the author.
ReplyDeleteg8 work yaar... tere to memory gazab sharp hai........ awesum work!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDelete