I have been riding my old bicycle
[this cycle is theft from my home about 5 years back.
I haven’t got worried when it was stolen. I said to my father “plse don’t curse the man who took it. The god knows his suffering that made him to take my cycle.”
3 main reasons why I said so:
one is Iam really concerned for that person and Iam surprised that he took such a bad looking unconditioned cycle.
second is that cycle is too poor condition…poor breaks…and I never maintained it.(I thought ah ……..thank god it gone away from me. I feel bad to say its my nature. I wil try to change it)
Third is Iam excited that it is stolen so that I will get some new vehicle possibly two wheeler]
Ok let me come to the story
I have been riding to my home. I felt it is totally out of my control. I cant ride it properly.
Main thing is brake not at all working.
I came near a street next to my home.
[This is a street which is not actually one. But we call it as short cut. Almost it will be empty. This is where I got little abused before 8 years. Then only I bought the cycle.
I took full courage to write these lines.plse forgive me if anything is wrong]
To reach home I need to turn right but I cant do it and it went straight.
It just went through bad roads. They are not roads actually. Some thing like badly shaped grasses. I have been riding through it without knowing what to do . suddenly I saw the ground rocks on one side and on another side some stagnant water which had spread out and it seemed they are stagnant for months.
I chose stagnant water because I thought the rocks may injure me and may cause death.
With no other choice I went through the stagnant water. The worst thing is its not at same ground level and I have to ride down and then above. Its too bad. Because my cycle is at higher speed and I am almost got fully wet.
Next I saw what is before me.. oh god it’s a house….i can only scream….i cant help my self…..its a thatched house. It seemed as though it was built long before and walls were recently painted making it to appear as a new one.
It seemed that there were nearly two to three house joined to gether with big veranda before it. I could see two people with their early 20’s sitting in that veranda.
I cant help my self, I turned my cycle as far as I can so that I can get away from that home. Iam little successful but to my dismay I just went and hitted the edged of right side of that house . it not hitted but because of that speed it climbed a little and went to the roof and damaged it and also spoiled the white paint on the wall.
I fall on the ground..at a second I thought Iam severly injured but I was able to get up and I am fully feared with fear because I damamged one house. I know the people who were residing in that house were some where near.
I got afraid.So I picked up the cycle which is in bad shape now.
It had suffered a lot of damage. I don’t remember what the damages were. I took it one piece and ran away. I got hurted on my knee badly and I could feel pain in my hands too.
First guy said “she will go faster even though she got hurted becas she is afraid”
second said “she cant do it, she is badly hurted”
second one also asked “ do you going to tell the owner who she is”
first one “no, it was just accident. She didn’t do becas she want to”
second one “Iam going to say anyway becas she did it and owner is poor.so she need to pay back”.
The some women(they seems to work nearby) who are residing in it came after hearing sound and cried as roof was broken. The second man took his binocular and saw me which direction Iam going and all chased me from behind.
I realized that they are some way back and kept running home with fear in mind.
I kept on running…………and I finally reached home.
My mama saw me and asked what happened. She is worried little. But however didn’t take it serious. I just said “they are chasing…………….no brake………I hitted their house….plse if they come say them Iam not here”. She laughed kindly as though Iam saying a childish story and said ok.
I went in and first hided my bicycle.
Suddenly I heard they arrived my home. I was surprised how they correctly found my home.
They kept on questioning my mom , I was about crying thinking that Iam almost caught.
Then suddenly one stranger came to my home.
He seemed to be unknown to me however he identified himself as a neighbor. He said this area had an adopted young muslim girl whose name is”…………..(I don’t remember exactly”. He also many other things. And finally he said “Only she resides in this house and also she don’t have bicycle”.
I was totally confused then.
I don’t know who he is and also I couldn’t understand the story he is telling.
Another thing is why he need to save me like this.
I felt totally strange of him.
I could only say he magically saved me. (These LINES Are Dedicated To GAMA. I Hope One Day He Will Read This Story. And HE Will Be The Only Next Person Than Me who Could Understand Some Lines here. My Special Thanks To You GAMA”)
However thing is those two guys left my home but still I could see some women outside my bedroom window. Iam hiding under my bed . still I cant hide completely . at one stage they saw me through window and they got suspected.
They asked mama ”why she was hiding if she was not that girl”. My mama just said she is not her.
I think they believed my mama.
Guys went searching in nearby area.
After a moment I thought Iam guilty. Iam making many people worrying and they are after me badly. I thought my self “well what i did is only accident. But I have no rights to make them worry like this. I have bear charges . its gonna be money or asking some apologies. Why Iam hiding like this..am I coward…. … Whatever let me GO OUT AND FACE IT”.
I came out boldly. To my surprise I saw those women are too friendly. They greeted me warmly and they pleaded by telling of their situation.
They also told their own stories. About 2 daughters they have …one is successfully married just some days before and thus they repaired the house with lot of difficulties.
When they about to come things had happened and they cried that they have no paisa to repair the roof now.
I was shattered that its all becas of me.
How my small act had made them suffer them this much. But I didn’t get a strength to tell that its me…becas I could see in their eyes That Its Not Me
I just asked “where are the guys”. They said they searching nearby and also asked my permission to stay here up to that. I cant talk anything to them after it .
I just left that place and I was thinking something.
When I returned I saw the guys. They have too goog look andthey appear to me handsome guys who are capable of doing some wonders to this society.
I was surprised to see that they look same like twins.
Once they saw me they identified me. I could see cool look in one’s face and in another’s face is filled with total anger . I could see the aggressiveness in second’s face.
I was little afraid. But I started normally asking “are you people twins. Wow what a nature you people are opposite to each other”.
Cool faced laughed and said “ah no we are not twins”.
I said “oooh that’s cool man. How did you find my house exactly. Iam highly surprised how did you do that”
Now I could see the angry man too getting cool.
The second man replied this time with great pride in his face “yeah. Its our magic. We are smart you know. Hei we thought you are from a big family and you will have large house”
I said “hei stop there. What do you think the cost of this house ah it costs around…..(I didn’t finish the sentence I was about the price and the second man too replied along with me) “40 lakhs” .”
First man said “ is it so . hmm what old people especially women in our house knows it. They just know only make living each day . will they see this in their life. What they all need is small one and happy one”
I couldn’t understand what he is saying. But I can say that it made me to feel bad.
I suddenly said “Iam sorry for what I have done. I will repair it myself.”
But second man “no we will repair . you just pay for it . just give 399 rupees”.
I know this is big amount for the small damage I caused. Iknow it will cost only around 100. but I laughed and said “ok”. I thought he like to get some pay becas of his this successful mission. I thought he deserve it in my mind . that made me say ok without asking anything.
Iam little worried becas my father will kill me for paying such big amount. But at once I left that thought immediately.
[During this whole story I found my mama not interrupting me at any point. I think she left me on my own so that I can learn something in life. “thanx mama . Iam very lucky to have you as my mama”].
I donno whether I gave the money or not but my mama shouted at me” ai get up stupid still lying on the bed. I thought it will be 8’o clock morning. But Iam surprised to see its “11:30 morning”. Oh godd(I slept at 3:00 AM but however 11:30AM is really too much.
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I never wrote a story before.
This is not my imaginary story. I used to get lot of dreams of things what its internally stored. Sometimes these dreams will be too stupid.
It wont have any meaning in it.
Sometimes brilliant.( I think this is kind of).
Sometimes it will give me strength,solution and sometimes even gives me advice. But thing is I will actually forget what exactly happened after some hrs of myself in to this world. But I will carry the message alone (Iam not doing it but it happens automatically).
This story is last part of my dream that I had yesterday. I don’t remember what happened before it. But I could remember this much in the morning. immediately I put down the idea in paper.
I think this is almost the first time I have got the dream in some organized manner. The interesting part is it has a combination of important incidents that happened to me in last 8 years and also extra part which I never thought its in me.
I didn’t add any sentence. I had given what I remember from my dreams.
If anyone thinks it is a stupid one ……plse forgive me…..
People who ever read this blog plse leave me some comments plse..and I request everyone to write something if they found any relation…or advice me if they felt something like writing or thought is wrong in it.
Iam looking forward for all kind of suggestions.
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thanx for ur valuable comment..
i will work on it.
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hello dhivya,
read your dream, it has a lot of breaks which ur cycle didnt have...
good attempt, you need to keep your tempo to the scene then it will be really good. try taking a second person narrative that will be easy on grammar.
thanks and keep writing....
PD
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hei ya iam dying 4 comments.atleast leav comment lik bad writing..........plse
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