Chapter 1
Hellopeople!
A very warm welcome on my first attempt to write a short story.Hope you would like the new venture. Read on to join the series of incidenceand coincidence with the beloved Pratap and Ajabde - our PrAja. Please give ita try...
Part 1
Coincidentally Yours!
It was a beautiful evening. Atmosphere was soothingas the work was going on smoothly as well. The chatters and clatters had sloweddown as it was almost end of the office time of the day.
As if all of a sudden, black and white cottoncandies rushed to the sky, they enveloped orange plater into a greyish shadowof clouds. Heavy wind replaced the soft breeze as sun wore goggles taking arest for a while.
Before anybody can gather what is going on, firstround of droplets fell on the ground. Fresh aroma of wet soil filled the air, playing with the dust on the roads.
As it properly started raining, all the pedestriansand street vendors started rushing here and there in a search of a shelter.Shopkeepers got busy collecting all their extended exhibits to save them fromany damage, glaring at the clouds in between for all the chaos.
When a tea stall owner was about to shut his stall,a young girl holding dupatta over her head like a temporary umbrella stoppedhim, running to the stall...
"Uncle ji, ek garma garam chai milegi?"She panted with an excited grin.
She wiped her face with a half wet white dupatta, asher grey top complimented the grey clouds in the sky. Her white leggings andheels suited, just like the small white cotton balls up in the sky. Her wet andhappy smile tinkled more than herearrings or anklets.
Her innocent and expectant doe shaped black eyeswere so appealing that the Chaiwala could not say no to her. Her lip glossadorned soft lips curved out wide, looking out at the rushing rain.
"Bitiya abhi kadak chai bana dete hai... Wohbhi masala maar ke" The old man gushed looking at the excitement of thatyoung girl.
Ufff! What a pleasure to have a hot tea amidstchilly rains!... She smiled rubbing both her hands and had fun sipping a slowand strong tea, while watching out.
She stepped out of the stall happily, swirling inthe downpours, enjoying herself. Ignoring judgmental or longing stares ofpeople around, she walked away, lost in her own thoughts.
A young man shook his head, weirdly scoffing a little. He shut thecurtains of his cabin off, after being lost in staring for moments, at acareless young lady who was getting wet in those stupid rains...
(To Be Continued...)
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Comments (7)
Wow ! very nice ! I remembered those days of rain enjoyed hot tea with garam pakodas
4 months ago
The young man has not had the pleasure of drinking that hot tea after getting wet by the rain. If he did, he might understand.
8 months ago
Her enthusiasm is infectious. The tea vendor could not help but deliver the hot cup of tea.
8 months ago
I have missed seeing your stories. I just happened to see this one.
8 months ago