The Birthday Present
Room No-307 was open and it was only 3:30 a.m. Adrial stepped out of his single seater room very drowsy and dazed. It was quite early in the morning, and not even the most dreaded Antenna exam could have forced Adrial into a 3:30 morning emergency shift. The ECE students will never forget their 6th semester Antenna paper. I for sure won’t. But Adrial was up and he was up for a reason. He walked towards the bathroom lazily, and stood near the mirror. Five minutes went in making model like expressions in front of the mirror. Even in most dormant states of mind Adrial did not give up on admiring himself. He was good looking no doubt; not very tall though, a fair face with not much of facial hair and a footballer hair-style adding smartness to his good looks. After a few splashes of the cold water on his face he walked back to his room. A huge frame blocked his way. It was Ashu, Adrial’s neighbor in chief. He was the occupant of Room No-320 just opposite to 307 and that’s what made him the chief padosi.”What you doing this early man?”Ashu smirked.”I thought of doing some study and morning is a good time to start off right”, Adrial smiled trying to close the door. Ashu’s strong hand on the door stopped the door from being shut. ”Look! I’ve Digital Electronics ready”, Adrial tried to convince Ashu pointing to the book on his shelf. Ashu did not remonstrate this time. He dragged himself back to his room but the curiosity inside fell asleep with him as soon as he landed his heavy body on the bed. Adrial breathed a sigh of relief as his secret was still intact. He looked at the clock; it was 5 minutes to four. He had to hurry. He finished the morning routine and dressed up. He took his wallet and walked out of his room, locking the door and placing the key in his trouser pocket. It was fairly cold outside, still dark. The sun takes time to spread its rays on the south-western city of Coimbatore.
Adrial sped up as he did not want to miss the 5’0’ clock bus to the railway station. He dozed off in the bus waking up just at the right time when the bus driver braked hard enough to avoid an extra brave two-wheeler rider who seemed to enact some action scene from a Hollywood movie. Only the expertise of the driver prevented the two-wheeler guy from an early permanent cut and receiving a boarding pass for Heaven travels. The jerk was enough to bring Adrial back to his senses as he tried to fight away the drowsiness .Another turn and the bus reached the railway station. The sun was up by now. It had taken less than an hour to reach the station, the negligible traffic of the early hours helping Adrial’s cause. He headed to the first floor of the railway station towards the reservation counter. To his not so pleasant surprise there was a huge queue for the tickets. What else would you expect when you have come for Tatkal reservation .Its possibly a very optimistic example for an engineering student that even last minute struggles can work wonders. Adding to his frustration the people standing in the queue gave him unfriendly looks, “another one in to try his luck”, they would have said to themselves. Adrial got into the queue as there was no other go. He had to get the ticket to Mumbai and back if he wanted a special Birthday celebration, may be the most memorable too. Anxiety grew across his face but he waited patiently as the serpent like queue gradually began to decrease in length. Adrial’s patience was exemplary given his pathetic record of embracing sleep whenever attempting to understand the mysteries of electronics. Whenever there would be a book on Adrial’s table you would find Adrial shutdown on his bed, may be gaining the complete understanding of the subject in his dreams.
His newfound trait did him favor as he managed to wait for his turn without much unease, and to reward his endeavors and optimism the counter guy handed him a confirmed sleeper class ticket. A smile broke on Adrial’s previously tensed face. He looked up at the heavens kissing the ticket. He returned to the hostel in much better spirits. He was packing when there was a knock on the door. As Adrial opened the door, Gokul peeped in.”Going somewhere?”Gokul’s tall, lean frame towered over Adrial with a little bit of curiosity.”Yeah!!Hmmmm…..to my aunt’s place in Chennai”, Adrial stuttered trying to sound as normal as possible. Gokul was not that convinced but he stopped with his investigation and left the room as his cell phone vibrated. Adrial had successfully dodged two of his close friends except for one. He could not hide it from Pete as he needed his camera. Pete promised to camouflage his secret Mumbai Trip with a cover up stating a visit to an aunt in Chennai. Adrial left for Mumbai that Thursday evening, most of his friend’s having the notion he is going to Chennai.
The train journey was mostly comfortable. Adrial spent most of his time reading a novel by Karan Bajaj titled”Johnny Gone Down”. After almost 30 hours of exhausting train ride he finally reached Bombay on Saturday morning. The reason for his mission to Mumbai stood across the platform waiting for Adrial. Elisa looked cute in the salwar. She was a working woman, smart and accomplished. Even though she was independent she had an innocence about her which was difficult to go unnoticed. As a tired Adrial walked across the platform Elisa ran to him and hugged him. “Happy birthday!!” she spoke softly into Adrial’s ear. Adrial was moved by this but did not show on his face. He was so happy within himself, like a sunflower enjoying the brightness of the sun rays.”Let’s go and eat something, I’m very hungry”, Adrial uttered with a growling stomach.
They walked towards a small pav-bhajji stall just outside the railway station. Adrial munched three pav-bhajis instantly as if they were three biscuits. Elisa had just one. The whole day lay ahead of them. Adrial had come here just to meet Elisa and spent some quality time with her. An added bonus, it was his birthday. They always talked over the phone and that’s where most of the romance had developed but then you always try to meet your loved one in person. They knew each other for almost two years now. A bit of research of the past lead them to a wedding picture where both were childhood cuties trying to make waves even then in their child-like ways. Now Adrial had changed states from Tamil-Nadu to Maharashtra to see her. Elisa had gradually fallen for Adrial, his caring ways always making her like him more. She had found a very good friend in him, sharing her inner most thoughts, feelings ,and dreams with him.
Adrial being a good listener had always heard her out and made her feel better whenever she felt low. Elisa would text him even in her office hours if the work load was less. This boy would close himself in his room dedicating himself completely to the fair-maiden. The couple negotiated with a taxi driver and headed towards the gateway of India. Just as they were about to enter the ferry for a ride on the Arabian Sea Adrial’s phone vibrated. It was Ashu,”Happy Birthday brother”, he greeted Adrial.”I know where you are and with whom”, Adrial face contorted hearing this. Ashu then told him that Pete had told him and Gokul about the Mumbai trip. Gokul took the phone from Ashu and wished him too. Adrial thanked them and cursed Pete for a second. Just then he received a birthday greeting text message from Pete.”P.S-Hope you treat my camera well”, was the last line in the message. Adrial smiled at it and then continued with Elisa. He liked his friends a lot even though they were half-crazy almost half the time. The couple enjoyed the ferry ride. After almost half an hour on the waters they were back on land. They took a Tonga for moving around the area, Hotel Taaj standing majestically over them. Lots of pigeons did the rounds on the higher reaches of the hotel. People were trying to feed them whenever they landed down. The place was very crowded thronged by hundreds of locals and outsiders. The Tonga driver still managed to find a way for his beautiful horses. Soon he had to exhibit some photography skills for Adrial and Elisa. The horses would be always remembered now.
Done with the horses, the couple went for lunch. It was a very talkative lunch session and after that they loitered around the Gateway of India which would have also helped digestion. A few photos were taken and soon they were in a taxi again. This time they were off to Marine Drive, perhaps the best place to find peace in chaotic Mumbai. They walked together along the raised platform that bordered the sea and finding a place sat down, facing the sea. The place was thronged by couples, young and old, families, joggers and loafers (most of them frustrated at being single). It was a beautiful view from the platform though. The huge sea seemed endless, as the waves splashed against the platform beneath the hanging legs. It was so calm, the horizon waiting for the sun to come back as the evening progressed. The sky-scrapers were visible in the not so distant land-mass that projected into the sea. You could cross the waters to reach there or take the curving road route. The couple were lost in each other. Adrial held Elisa’s hand. Her shyness making her looks cuter. He looked into her eyes and could see their how much she missed him and longed to be with him. Elisa felt by Adrial’s touch how much he cared for her and loved her. They talked about each other; poked fun at themselves and people around, future also being discussed in brief. They almost lost track of time. A glorious sunset awaited them. The red fiery sun seemed so sober, as it dived into the sea at the horizon. The reddish hues of the sun rays turned the sky into a mixture of red, yellow and blue. It was simply beautiful, unrivalled by any human creation. God’s beauty can never be beaten. The two youngsters were awestruck by the vista. Adrial took the picture of the sunset and the sunset sky.
The day had come to an end. It was the time to return. Adrial and Elisa returned to the railway station. They sat on the chairs reflecting on what a wonderful day it had been. They wanted to spend more time but it was not possible, at least for now. Adrian had to return for college. He had already bunked a few days. Few more would not help his return to class. He could not make another Tatkal Reservation which was very demanding on the body and his late-rising habits. Elisa too had her work to look forward too. Adrial hugged Elisa as the train entered the platform. They were almost quiet for few minutes. Elisa wished him a safe journey back. Adrial too asked her to take care of herself as he boarded the train. The train started as Adrial stretched his neck, looking at Elisa. She kept her eyes fixed on him. Their eyes met for one last time and their hearts went into a state of unbound joy. As the train gathered speed and Elisa became a blur Adrial smiled to himself as a tear drop rolled down his cheeks.
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Interesting! nice...
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