Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Ijaazat (Permission) - an Incomplete Story (contd.)

My story takes place on hot summer evening. It was a holiday or a Sunday. I really can’t remember that. U know it was so long ago. Oh! By the way let me introduce myself. I’m Aditya Roy, 35, presently working in an MNC. Or should I say was. Because you see I gave in my resignation a week back and they haven’t got back to me to yet. So really, I don’t know my status – employed or unemployed. The only thing that I can say is that right now I am nestled in a cottage in the Himalayas, far away from the rush of a city and just close enough to civilization to satisfy my basic needs. In fact, if right now you are wondering as to what my present has to do with that fateful summer evening, the truth is - everything. You see it was on that evening that a major chapter of life finished. A part of me died. Though I never realized it until it was too late.

My wife’s name was Sulakshana. A pretty name and very Bengali. But then, I knew her since my college days. I was a student of English (Hons.) in a Calcutta college. She was a year junior to me, in the department of History. We met during the rehearsals of a college play for some inter-college fest. It was in the year 1997. We hit off immediately. Life was then full of vision, full of eagerness. And it all seemed possible because one of the most perfect ladies ever created by the God Almighty was with me. Our relation blossomed and finally we married, when I was 26. Life seemed to be very pleased with me then. I started getting plum projects for my firm. I performed beyond expectations; my success egged me on towards new challenges. I excelled. It was all too good last. I had everything in life that a man could want. I had a successful career, a wonderful social status, a beautiful and loving wife. Things were perfect or so it seemed to me then.

By this time 4 blissful years of marriage had already passed by. On that fateful evening I was reading a newspaper as was my habit. Then came a phone call for my wife. It was from someone I didn’t know. Maybe someone from the college days. I dismissed the matter from my mind. A few minutes later she announced that she had to go out. I agreed and was about to get ready to drop her off, when she told me that she would like to go on her own. I was surprised. This was a definite deviation from her predictable behavior. Usually when I was home I used to chauffeur her around, which I must say wasn’t very often. It was quite obvious that whatever the reason it must be due that call. “The Call”. She left in her car. Unable to bear the tension I decided to tail her. That was the first mistake I should have trusted her. I didn’t!! I still don’t know why? But I didn’t.
This is where I lost track.... Any ideas??

10 comments:

DumBum said...

wow... tats an awesome beginning and build-up... unfortunately im nt very gud wid stories... :( m gona wait 4 vands, bonnie n d othrs 2 come up wid somethin gain some inspiration from em n give ya some ideas...

Neeraja said...

Im hooked onto it..already! As far as ideas r concerned, only u know what exactly u mean by "a part of u died"..some accident?? some bad news?? what exactly?? im with mann...no good with stories

sam said...

still come up with something!! this stuff ahs been lying around like this for nearly two years now!! :(

CATTIE said...

er...i cant handle curiosity:(

Vandita said...

haha mann u gave my name ... for inspiration...
waise sumit gr8 build up...i thot u were gonna say the next part is comin up or something....
i wud ask u the same question, " a part of me died" meanin?...
i can continue the story though with whatever comes to my mind but then this is ur visualisation, i wanna know what aditya saw when he followed his wife... what made him feel that it was a mistake.
cmon give it a shot...will be waiting eagerly :)

sam said...

hey vands!! give it a shot..... lemme see wer u take it... c'mon!!

"a prt of me died" - well let's say he lost wot he loved the most!!
maybe becoz of his own mistake??

Madhavi said...

Hmmmmmmm...i c...dis is smthng Sam...Ok i wud procee like this hope u like it :P as Sam has already said that already 4 yrs of their marriage is over n now lets assume that widin a span of say 2weeks frm now they r gonna step into their 5th year...N now cmng bck 2 "THECALL" &after wich d follows strts n Aditya gets d pang of suspect n wt makes him repent n say A part of me died..was that widout even thinkng once abt his 4yrs of blissful mariage he followd Sulakshana n found out that she has met up a Manager of a hotel..n is making plans for their upcmng Marriage anniversary..since it bein their 5th yr she wants 2 make it abstly special & so is busy arrangng abt all d neccessary stuffs...n also overhears her saying to the manager 2 make evrythng perfect n nuthg should go wrong she wanted 2 give Aditya d best of erythng this year...realisng his mistake n thinkng abt sulakshana's immense love n moreover wid guilt hoverng abt &al other thots occupied in mind he leaves d spot n is thinkng how cud he do so..............
I guess i hve said quite bit n sum1 cn contribute 2.....Hope this adds smthng 2 sam's perfect story...

sam said...

mads, u r a sweetheart!!
u got teh very flow of my idea.... and have given me a wonderful situation, to move ahead.. lemme see if i can build up on this over the weekend!!
thnx a lot!! :)

Madhavi said...

Thxs sam.....A lot Sam [:)]Bt u shudnt hve put me on asuch a big pedestal...nwyz :P...waitng 4ur build up soon..:)


Mads.

Aashi Joshi said...

hmmmmm.....just saw this namesake...i'd lyk to think abt this too but id lyjkta see ur version frankly...coz really this is ur story :)