Finally my work got over . So did my patience . To stay awake
for a single more minute .
And then I lay flat on my not so cozy bed serving me like a
trusted companion on the 5th floor of the flat in a concrete jungle
that seemed to radiate heat from all around including my head .
I still don’t remember when my sleep deprived eyes actually
swum across the pool of dreams . But I do remember the peculiar dream I saw
that night .
It was no one else but my pencils , pens , my sharpeners and
erasers that started to have a group discussion kind of thing where everybody
wants to outsmart the other trying to prove his/her own mettle as the gen next
potential leader .
And here they tried to outsmart each other with the number of
complaints against me as if I am the devil reborn in the disguise of a human .
So here’s how it went …..
Sharpey with his sharp analytical skills walked up to Penico
and said “Hey dude what’s up”
Penico without even a pinch of hesitance started to speak of
his ordeal as if he was just waiting for this moment right from his birth .
“What to say bro ….My life has become worse since the past
few months . From the time she has shifted to this new place she has totally forgotten
there’s something called common sense.
Each time …each time she is tensed she just
bites me . Can you believe it ? She simply bites me . As if I am some candy especially
made to reduce tension .”
And with a grumpy look
he showed off the bruise marks on his back . “This just doesn’t satisfy her
bro. If her tension still persists she keeps on scribbling on the paper with
such force that my mouth gets torn off and falls down .”
“Say me bro…. Will all these tearing bruising and forcing
reduce her life’s tensions ?”
Hearing their conversation Essu who hid behind the books
slowly walked towards them to start her part . Seeing her approach Sharpey and
Penico felt as if a dash of fresh air dabbed their souls in this blazing summer
night .
“Hi guys” …Essu…said spilling charm all around and then she
started .
“You know….She bought me the first day she shifted here making
me feel so special . But that feeling just got lost in the winds as she never
ever touched me again . She even forgot that I existed . She just threw me out
in some corner searching for me when needed but never bothering to show me that
care. I still don’t get it why did she bring me in the first place like a third
child who is born by mistake and never given his/her justified position in the
family .”
Her sad tale made Sharpey and Penico realize that though they
are hurt still they are in a better condition than Essu .
The clock had struck twelve and the discussion was in high
spirits . When two new members joined in .
Cello and Scaley .
Cello shrugging off his shoulder said “There
was a time I was her favorite. She never left her home without me. Whether
writing in the exams or writing prescriptions I was her most trusted companion
. But forget it friends she has become a selfish emotionless hag these days.
All
the time she keeps on typing on that lappy screen . Have you seen her handwriting
off late …. yuk …. it’s so untidy . And the worst thing is ...whenever she feels
that she needs me she will stuck me inside her hand bag in such a manner that I
die out of suffocation ."
"Gone are those good old days…. when nicely she used to keep
me in a beautiful box giving me my much deserving place. These days I feel
lucky if she remembers to take me with her.
Though she has started writing more
frequently from past few months …. But I say you it’s not writing . It’s simply
typing my friends . Whether it’s on her laptop or on her smart phone .”
Hearing cello’s words a drop of tear sparkled on Scaley’s eyes
who said that he isn’t at all remembered after her final year got over. Lucky he
is…that she still owns him . Who knows when his end will come inside
some stinky dustbin .
After heavy rounds of discussion they felt it was
going to be morning soon and their devilish doc would wake up .
So, they went back to their own places bidding goodbye for
tonight and patting each other to hold on a bit more .
That morning after waking up I did realize that I was becoming
more self obsessed . Being too busy with my work . Ignoring my old companions .
So I decided to buy a lovely pen stand for them and gifted
them with a new home .
After all they have
also shifted to a new city and would be feeling home sick sometimes ....... just like me .
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
