Thursday, November 12, 2009

"Let's make Our Story"-She Said

4.45Am
He couldn’t sleep all night. He was too excited anticipating how memorable the next day was going to be in his life.
He was almost mad with excitement as he lay on his bed with his big-brown eyes wide open, looking at the night sky through his window. The smile that lit his face when she said she was ready to meet him a week ago was still adorning his boyish-innocent looking face. The sparkle in his eyes which reflected how happy a man in love could be was only getting brighter as each minute ticked by.

He held the little box close by the whole night. A day more and the ring would be on her soft-delicate finger, he thought.

Everything was meticulously planned. The restaurant would be of her favorite choice, decorated with her favorite flowers, the music that would be played once she entered shall be her favorite one. He gave special importance to the ring he would present her. He felt both anxious and happy with all the plans he made to make the day big for him and her.

The sparkle in her eyes, when she would see him is all he dreamt of as he fell asleep staring at the brightest star.

7.45Am

“You don’t want to waste a minute of today. Do you?” He heard his father saying as he woke up to the warm embrace of the sunrays that filled his room.

“Yes”, he said as he smiled back.

Everyone at home - his mother, his dad and he particularly were happy and contempt content that day. He already had this feeling of a happy successful man building up in his heart, as he thought of the events that were to unfold in a few hours. It would be the last day in his aviation academy. One more hour of flying and he would be a licensed pilot. With a track record of distinctions he already had the best offers coming from the best of the best aviation industries.

Flying was his destiny and to reach his destiny was his passion. She once asked him if it would be her or flying and he said the obvious. Though she pretended to be upset with his answer, she felt proud inside.

9.45Am

He got a clearance to fly at 10.00Am that day. But he was always before his due time.

When his instructor called him saying they should postpone the class by an hour, he had a hard time convincing him that he would go alone.

He had no time to spare that day. He planned that he would be landing by 11.00Am,would reach the restaurant by 11.20am and he would still have to pass 10 long minutes before he could see the one who was ruling his heart since 3 years.

10.15Am

A clear sky, a perfect weather and with a happy heart he felt like a king ruling the sky and the world below flying the aircraft, all by himself.

He only wished she was beside him at that moment. As he looked down at the match sized buildings and the pea sized vehicles moving, he wondered if he was flying right above her.

It was amazing the way he met her and fell in love with her. His friends told him love between 2 people never met can never happen. But as he came to know more of her and She more of him…both knew this was it.

Love needs no reason to begin and thereafter not a million reasons could stop it.

Let’s make our own love story, she said and both decided they shall neither see each other for some time until they both felt sure what they were feeling was true and meant to last long.


He took the ring from the box and looked at it for one more time. “2 more hours” he said and winked at the ring with a big smile.

10.45Am

Mr.Rao felt a sudden heaviness in his heart as he read the headlines in big red bold words on his television screen. “Chopper Crashed”

The visuals of a burning chopper, made his mind blank and heart miss a beat. He trembled as his eyes were filled with tears. He was scared as he watched the news for more details.

“The aircraft had crashed straight onto the road. Few people who witnessed the aircraft swirling before it crashed on the road say that the pilot acted in a noble way as he...…Let’s hear to what a witness here has to tell about this fatal accident….” The reporter spoke as the cameraman zoomed on to the burning chopper behind her.

“When the plane crashed, we were right in front of it….we saw that the pilot was hurt and had blood stains all over his face….we first thought he was dead…Everyone was shocked and did not know what to do..We were scared too...but when I saw his hand move…I rushed towards him… he was struggling to free himself… but the seat belt was stuck around him…I was about 4 feet close to him and was about to reach him when he waved me to go away…I was confused and scared …I ran back when I saw the sparks coming off the engine…And in a minute the whole chopper was in flames…See I’m burnt all over my right shoulder and both my hands too…But I feel bad that I couldn’t help him…and to think he waved me to go away…to go away is”, he stopped his sentence incomplete as he burst into tears.

“As is obvious the pilot is A HERO. He tried to save others till his last breath and averted a major mishap from happening. As we can see the human and property loss that could have resulted if the plane hit any of the buildings here or the petrol bunk nearby would be unimaginable…..”The reporter continued.

“NO…NOT MY SON”, Mr. Rao shouted.

But when he heard the reporter say his son’s name…he felt numb.

4.45Pm

“It’s an accident case Dr. Siya. We have to submit the report as early as possible.” Dr.Riyaz told her.

She silently went in to the post mortem room. Her profession made her too strong she thought as she saw the corpse lying in front of her. She saw many indigestible sights before but this one was the most horrifying. The face was burnt beyond recognition and the body charred.

“There is something here…” her assistant murmured pointing towards the dead man’s hand.

She saw a little box tightly held in his right fist. She opened the box and saw the most beautiful ring ever with the letters S&A inscribed in a heart.


A diamond ring the way she told him she wanted with the first letters of his&her name inscribed together within a single heart.

“Ankit” She said and the next moment her heart stopped.
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“You don’t believe this”? She asked him.


“Yes, I don’t.” He said with a  smile.


“Wait a minute.” She said as she went to fetch something.


“Look at this.” She said as she handed him 2 diaries.


On the first page of both the diaries a photo was stuck. One was the photo of a beautiful girl in her apron with a stethoscope in her hands and the other was a man in his aircraft. One thing that was striking in both of the pictures was the sparkle in their eyes and the smiles that lit their faces.


“They made their story...a touching one.” He said rather to himself.
"Let's make our story.....a happy one" She said
                                                                                    [To Be Continued...]
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P.S
1.A trainee aircraft plane crashed on 8th Sep of 2008.
Link to the news article:
Link one(Thaindian News)
Link Two(NDTV)
2. The witness part of the story is all true. Neeraj Jain-the instructor did wave his hand that day.
3. This story good or bad is dedictated to Neeraj Jain of whom I am  profoundly reminded of each time I see an aircraft fly by.
4. Here goes the quote from source unknown "Everything is okay in the end. If it's not okay, then it's not the end."That means I am gonna write more :~P

12 comments:

tejuvinay said...

you need to be nihilist to un-appreciate this post. Wait. I am one [:P].

Let me rewrite story.

His father forced him to marry some old fat girl for money,But he couldn't deal with the pressure and killed himself, but being a sadist, he wanted others to suffer too, so he crashed onto a road and waved for help.


Humans tend to idolize somethings.

Karthik said...

Hey this was a great read. Enjoyed very much. It's pacy, it's crisp and uncluttered. Keep writing. :-)

Karthik said...

I found a small mistake. In 7.45AM chapter, "...his mother, his dad and he particularly were happy and "contempt" that day."
Contempt??
Maybe you wanted to write 'content.'

P.S. Don't publish this comment. Just correct that mistake.
Cheerios! :-)

Saurabh Panshikar said...

Outstanding Post. The words, the flow, the ability to hook readers was too good.
enjoyed every word of it.
May he RIP. And god bless you for mentioning it.

Sorcerer said...

ouch!!!
that was soo touchin..

The twist and turn..the cut and proceed was really good.

and the ... Oscar Goes to.......

Mural! said...

Very well written!

so tell me, how much of this is fiction, and how much is true....?

Anonymous said...

@ Karthik
Thankyou so much!Feels good to be corrected :)

@ Saurabh
Happyyyy you liked it :~)

@ Sorcerer
Thankyou :)
And the Oscar goes to...goes to...to the reader :~D I am going to read this myself now hahaha..

@ Murali
As I mentioned in the P.S the witness part (in italic & black font color) is all true.I saw the news live that day when that incident happened :~(

Anonymous said...

very nicely narrate story.. i think i can learn a lot from you about writing a fiction story...

PaPiLLon said...

that was a really gud 1 yaa..
soo touching..loved it!

cheers..keep posting!
:)

Anonymous said...

hey anshu!

I would be glad if you could learn from my mistakes :)

HAi PApillon

Thanks for the comment!!
:) Welcome to my blog!

Nανєєη said...

followed your link ...

really good ... have you written the continuation yet ???

Nandita P. said...

grt work :)