As days passed, I too forgot about Surya's death. And I
never saw that beautiful girl Sagarika or that mad person too. My brother was
behaving normal. We, our family members went for sridi sai baba temple also. It
was great time traveling and visiting many other temples. I was happy in my own
world.
It seemed as if everything was some bad dream which I had. I
never knew, in short span of time people really do forget the past. There was
nothing past related to my life. But what happened till now, I don’t remember
rather none makes me to remember it.
As usual me, my studies, family, that was only my world. I was
enjoying my life. Still those moments, whatever happened seems to be mystery. I
never asked my brother on that. I don’t want him to go to depressed mood again.
His smile makes us smile; I wanted him to be happy always. He was as usual
cracking jokes, making my parents and me smile always.
One afternoon in college, after the class, I was the last to
leave the classroom. I took stairs and was moving ahead. I felt someone behind
me was walking along with me, I mean someone was behind me, wasn't aware was
that person following me or not. But felt he was walking with same pace, with
some distance. Try to turn behind and look, I was unable to look at the face,
it wasn't one person, they were two. Talking to each other they were moving. It
made me somewhat scary. I slow down a bit, in turn wanted that person to move
in front of me, so that I feel comfortable. I simply get scared for no reason.
It’s my childhood behavior.
As those two guys passed by me. I was relaxed. I thought I
simply got scared again. While those two guys were walking I observed one guy,
He seems as if I have seen him before. I was wearing white shirt. I looked at
his shirt collar. Might be I wanted to look at him. But something caught by eye
sight at his collar. It had fresh blood stains on his collar, that guy was not
bleeding. Goodness yaar, Doesn't know, I felt more scared. I bent my head took
other way to avoid going behind those guys.
That day, I started to remember about Surya. While traveling
to home, I was thinking about him. Did anyone kill him? How did he die? It’s
almost 6 months now. No news about it. What did police do? Did they ever investigate?
All such questions was triggering in my mind. Bus stopped at the traffic jam at
circle. Same circle, where I used to see the mad person. It’s been so many
days, I haven't seen him.
I looked all possible directions in search of that mad
person. He came and went. As if his part was just to take the book of Sagarika
and create a scene. Huh! Sagarika, where is she now a days. Yes, I too have
stopped going to walking also. I never saw her.
At home, I didn't want to bring my thoughts in front of my
brother and disturb him too. I was enjoying the time with my family members. At
night had dreams about Surya, Sagarika and other person, the white collar
person. I felt I saw that white collar person killing Surya that too in front
of Sagarika, Saw her crying helplessly in middle of road. I felt like crying. I
woke up. As I woke up and switched the light on.
My brother asked "What happened sis? Are you ok? Did u dream
any bad dreams?" I answered, "Yes, it was a dream, but bro, How come
you are so alert in this mid night, as soon as I switched the light, you are
questioning me? Aren't you asleep?”
My brother stammered, "I.. I was sleeping, but some how
woke up at same time, might be coincidence." I smiled, "Hmmm possible!
It’s coincidence, that coincidence shouldn't be so much that we both dreamt same.
“We laughed a bit. But we both didn't laugh from heart. My brother said, "Fine
sis, Drink water, take god's name and sleep". I wondered why was he not
bothered what was the dream I dreamt. I suppose he asked me before when I got
such dreams. Why not today? Neither I was interested to say him.
I switched off the light and went to sleep. My sleep was
disturbed. Wasn't able to sleep properly, I turned towards the wall, and with
open eyes was looking at the wall. After a while, I saw a light reflection on
the wall. From where is this light coming from. I turned slowly to look; I saw
my brother's cell phone was emitting this light. He was chatting with someone.
But who was it? At this late night who is it that my brother is messaging? I
felt I should ask my brother. Then I felt I shouldn't, if he had something to
share with me, then my brother would have said me. I shouldn't be a hitler to
my brother, I turned back, closed my eyes and went for sleep.