TELEPATHY

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
A story of love and reconciliation..Does love survive even when one of the two souls leaves?

Submitted: May 12, 2019

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“Hello, who’s speaking?”, Jui woke up to the unexpected ring on her cell phone at six o’clock in the morning.

 

Usually at this hour of the day, it’s her milkman who rings the doorbell and leaves a can of fresh milk filled to the brim at her doorstep. But he is on leave since the past few days. His village Champak is forty miles away from Raiganj, Jui’s hometown, where she has been born, brought up and later married off to Saurav, her beloved.

 

“Happy birthday my love!”, a familiar voice from the other end of the receiver exclaimed gleefully.

 

A myriad of emotions passed through Jui’s wrinkled face. It was a concoction of joy, grief, shock and regret. She gathered the courage to speak somehow. “Who’s this speaking I repeat?”, these few words struggled to find a way from her throat up to her mouth.

 

“Don’t you recognize me my love?”, the same voice replied in a state of dismay.

 

“Is that you Saurav?”, Jui finally said the word she didn’t utter in the last ten years.

 

“Indeed”, the tone of the voice once again reflected the same exuberance as the first time.

 

“But how can you call…you’re…”, Jui could not conclude her statement and Saurav stopped her in the middle of her sentence with a sigh, “Ahhhh…my love…wherever I am, how can I forget your birthday? Don’t you remember the first time I met you on this day?”

 

“How can I forget, it was school. I was dressed in my favorite Cinderella gown, the only time of the year when the school considered us privileged enough to spend a day out of that banal uniform. “, a sudden spark of a long-lost happiness showed up in Jui’s weary eyes. ”You threw a chewing gum at my princess braid and it got stuck. I was in all tears and had to get it chopped off to save the rest. You were such a jerk back then!”, she giggled.

 

“You’re still calling me that eh?”, remarked Saurav who also sounded a bit carried away by the nostalgic conversation they just had. “What else do you remember about the next few birthdays of yours after that?”, asked Saurav slyly.

 

Jui drew a long breath as if she was sapped of all her energy by having one of the longest conversations in a decade. In forty-five years of her life, life has taught her to be the strongest version of herself, yet that virile and jubilant voice at the other end of the receiver compelled to bring out the child in her, buried deep for so long.

 

“The next year you brought me a handful of jasmine with a note wishing me and saying I was the prettiest girl in the class which I tore into pieces and threw out of the window”, chuckled Jui. “Ahh that broke my heart so bad”, sighed Saurav. “Yet I sent you jasmine every year on your birthday after that till the time you accepted my apologies. Never mind, we grew up to be best friends and set an example to everyone at school how enemies once can blossom into best friends and perhaps something more than that, isn’t it love?”, once again Jui skipped a heartbeat just like the first time Saurav held her hands in his own and placed a peck on her cheeks.

 

“How’s age treating you? I’m sure you’re still the most beautiful woman in your neighborhood who’s in her fifties.”, asked Saurav as he always did whenever Jui whined about her getting old and her skin sagging and losing all the vigour.

 

“I am fine…at least I have been fine till now…Why did you have to call? Why couldn’t you just stay where you are?”, moaned Jui with a sudden chagrin in her voice.

 

“How is our son? Does he come to see you?”, inquired Saurav. Ankur was their only son who was well settled in the states with his wife and a two-month-old daughter. “He pledged not to visit India the day he left for the states and his mother is now a burden on him whose weight he refuses to carry for the rest of her life”, Jui’s voice hardened as she spoke; her eyes turned moist and lost the spark it had borne till then.

 

“I’m proud of you my love. You’re doing so well on your own. You’re the mightiest woman I have ever known.”, replied Saurav in a consoling temper.

 

“You left me when I needed you the most, how could you be so selfish? You knew I had no one but you, still you didn’t care to stay back….I begged you to not leave me and Ankur…he needed a father…he cried all night asking when you’d come home….but you didn’t..and after so many years you thought you’d call and make up for what you did….how could you??”, Jui broke into tears as she spoke, her voice cracked, the wrinkles on her face became more conspicuous. As the tears started drying up and cries turned into sobs, she held the phone close to her ear once more and started mumbling, “I’m sorry..I shouldn’t have reacted this way. I never asked you how you are…please forgive me for being so rude to you”.

 

There was no response. “Hello…hello…Saurav are you still there? Please forgive me..I want to talk to you, don’t hang up…are you listening to me baby????....hello…hello…hell…hel”, Jui was awakened with a thud as she was laying on her bed sweating profusely. She discovered moisture in her eyes and sprung out of her bed and stood before the mirror. Her face was flushed and her throat was dry with thirst. She looked up at the wall clock. It was six o’clock and the sun had just risen above the horizon. The doorbell rang.

 

As Jui advanced towards the door at the entrance, she was recalling the moments she saw in her dream which sent a chill down her spine. She opened the door but there was no one and only a handful of jasmine left at her doorstep. She picked them and as she stood up, her eyes wandered in awe and she gazed at the sky- her hands moist with dew, her eyes moist with tears. Saurav was there, waving at her, holding his ears and asking for apologies.


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