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The journey towards the temple was simply very awkward.
Though we had conversations after a few constant intervals of time but it was of no use.
Finallyyyy! after a wait of 40 minutes we reached the temple. it’s one of my favourite places in the whole himachal the reason is not very different . it is so because it was here where we shared some very pure memories. Indeed the purest I remember everything but seemed he didn’t . As usual he forgot that we don’t go in a temple with wearing shoes along . it’s against rituals .
the stair leading to the idols were quite a 10 minutes walk . we reached the top . He was panting . May be not going to temple is common in Mumbai and so he now isn’t used to his childhood habbit of running on the stairs rather than crossing them step by step .
“Shivaay…we don’t wear shoes while we are in temple”
the reply was not something I expected .
it has always been a habit of his forgetting to take off his shoes and mine to remind him everytime to gain a typical answer
“OKAY MOMMM!” it used to be a sarcastic one though .
but this time …
“ohh..thanks ..I had forgotten actually”
at that moment I felt an usual wetness in my eyes. between a bit shaky chords i replied
“never mind…seems you’ve forgotten many things”
I noticed he had a bewildered expression on his face but followed me in.
THE peace inside the temple was very helpful. All of the miseries suddenly went away ..donn know where ..The aura was so. and so I was really engrossed in prayer ..praying and asking for something which i have been asking for years and years now. I don’t know about him but when I finished i again saw him looking in my direction with the corner of my eyes.
I moved my head in a left-right direction with my brows raising a bit tryin’ indicate him
‘done? shall we go?’
and he responded with a warm smile .
“ok…bye ..see you later . ” I said
“Oy!. but where are you going?” asked a confused he.
“well…I’m going to college . I’m a professor and so have to teach Mr.”
I feel he didn’t wanted me to go as when i turned to go , i came to a sudden halt as he was holding my hands. ‘A TYPICAL HINDI CINEMA SCENE’
“is it necessary to go” asked he
“well…I’m a professor and so it’s my moral duty to teach . you know a professor’s never off duty”
“at least lemme drop you yaar!”
“No thanks ..you have actually done enough to me .”
he looked as though my reply didn’t fitted in his brains. He gave as if ‘i-am-too-peculiar’ look and stared while I went at least i felt so ….
Hi..firstly sorry I’m a few hours late ..was caught up by sudden fever!
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