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Wednesday, 14 March 2012

Post - 6

Siddharth gave an unsure smile. He liked the fragrance of her dupatta, the caress and the blushing too.
Samedha heard the announcement from the conductor, “Nehru place”. “Do you know Sid, Nehru Place is the biggest computer hardware market in Delhi? We have to get down here.” Both were alerted to get down from the bus.
A sudden gush of people threw them out of the bus. Siddharth lost his balance and almost crashed with the bus. “What was that?” he asked after regaining his composure.
“This is not rare in Delhi Sid” She tried to comfort him. “Forget it. Let’s go” She added extending her hand towards him.
Both of them reached the temple and Siddharth realized during their long walk from the bus stop to the temple cash counter, they were holding each other’s hand. A conscious feeling crept into his mind, was it deliberate or just a casual act from both of them? He did not want to release her hand. It felt so soft. He carefully looked at her without her knowledge.
Oblivious of the developments in Siddharth, Samedha was busy in devouring the beauty of the place not bothering about her hand. He had to release her hand reluctantly to take out his wallet to pay the entrance fees.
Both entered into the Lotus temple premises. The temple was the testimony of modern art and architecture. Siddharth wanted to touch them as a token of appreciation but she pulled him back to debar him from touching.
“No touching, Sid” she reprimanded a little. This act of her did not bring any disappointment to him as the holding of hand was restored. The tight grip of her hand had captivated him.
He looked at her face and tried to memorize every contour of her face. The swinging strands of her hair, those talkative, bright and beautiful eyes, perfectly shaped nose and lovely lips. She appeared prettier than ever before. He wished to live his life time with that feeling of fulfillment and joy.
“Time to move and see some more…” she declared.
Both went past a large hall and they couldn’t stop admiring the magnificent monument.
“You know Sid this temple is about forty meters tall and surrounded by nine reflecting pools due to which it appears as if the temple is floating like a Lotus flower in the middle of the water. There are twenty seven freestanding "petals" made of white marble. This complex edifice took ten years to get ready. As Lotus is a symbol of peace, purity and love, this temple is open to people from all religions. This is the testimony of India’s ageless art, borderless culture and timeless values.” Samedha presented a piece of knowledge.”
 “And thank you for bringing me here. Apart from the bus ride, everything has been so lovely.” he said gratefully.
“Sid, do you know why did I get you here?”

“Hmmm...I am not sure...”replied Sid. But the ambiance is just so mesmerizing.

          “No Idols to gaze at. No mantras to chant. No rituals to follow. But still people can connect themselves to the Almighty. And that is because they sense his presence in everything around here...in the silence...in the end less white color of the walls...in these pillars. Their hearts reach to those vibes where no sense organ can. The Feel, Unseen and Untouched, made us to realize the presence of divinity. This is supernatural, Sid. And some where our relationship stands on the same feel. We have sensed each other before we met.”

This left Siddharth spell bound. He looked deep into her eyes thinking of nothing and thinking of everything.

                                                                                            - to be continued ... 

PS: I wanna thank Mr Santosh Kumar Patnaik, for sharing his experience about New Delhi and his immense help in editing these parts. This oomph factor is all yours my friend.

Thursday, 1 March 2012

Post - 5


The hair had augmented the grace and charm of her face.
Samedha opened her eyes. “What are you doing, Sid?” she rebuked as she had caught him red handed.
He had committed a crime of sitting there and appreciating the decorated walls of the temple. “I do not know how to pray!” he confessed.
“Praying is not a rocket science, Sid. Just sit quietly for a while. Close your eyes and think about the most beautiful moment in your life and then just thank God for that precious gift. Tell God how deeply indebted you are for that ephemeral joy, you will automatically feel the connection. Talk to God and the conversation will solve many predicaments. You will reach at peace with your problems.”
Siddharth’s eyes appeared bigger. “I did not know praying was that easy? I have seen people reciting tongue twisters called Mantra’s. I am not good at remembering them and so finally I had dropped the idea of praying.”
“Now you should resume praying at least once a day. Promise me that you will do it.” Samedha tried to persuade him.
“Yeah, I’ll try.” Siddharth gave his assent. He looked at her and a lovely smile unfolded on her face and stayed there. “You are so adorable”, he spoke to himself.
“May we move now Sid”, she reminded him and they both stepped out of the temple premises.
“Have you been to Lotus Temple Sid” Samedha asked curiously.
Siddharth pressed the panic button “No... not again. I am not going to another temple Sam. I had enough of it already. Don’t you think so?”
“Don’t go by the name” she said further. “Well, it is the most visited monuments in India and one amongst the best architectures. It is not a temple but a prayer hall. You will not find any Idol inside. Religion is not a bar. So only I love this place. Delhi city bus directly goes there and it will be an easy commute for us. Come on Sid, we need to get going. You need to catch your train tonight, Isn’t it?” Samedha put her best effort to explain the situation
“Do you know one thing, Sam? You are a great explainer.”
“No I am not; actually you get convinced very easily.” She countered and smiled.
Both of them started walking towards the bus stop and while waiting for the bus, Siddharth read the board and came to know he was at Nizamuddin bus stop. Prior to that he had no idea where he was going as he was just following Samedha. He had no reason to doubt her ability of judging things before hand as she had been there quite a few times. Both boarded the right bus to their destination for the Lotus Temple.
The bus was overcrowded as if the entire Delhi had come out for sightseeing. With great difficulty both found a place in the corner to stand and they stood there still, facing each other. He was trying his best to protect her from such an unpleasant bus trip.
“We should have thought about some other alternative Sam.” He tried to tell her but the annoying noise of the crowd swept away his words.
“What did you say, Sid? I didn’t follow.” Samedha almost screamed to say that.
He reached over her ear to repeat. “I said we should not have come here.”  “Ouch” was his next word.
He had a scratch on his nose. Samedha’s ear ring went brushing his nose as someone must have readjusted the standing posture behind him.
Samedha couldn’t stop laughing but the next moment she was concerned. “Show me. Hey take this”, she took one end of her dupatta and pressed his nose.
“It is alright Sam. It is just a scratch.”
She immediately took off her hand and blushed.
Siddharth gave an unsure smile. He liked the fragrance of her dupatta, the caress and the blushing too.
                                                                                       - to be continued ...