There
i was moving on my bike, barely able to see anything. It was the darkest night
of the month i think. It was a rough way to travel. My ride was bumping due to
the small holes present in the way. Cold was at its peak, Even after wearing
layers of cloths, it fells like my skin is naked in front of that cold wave of
wind. My mind went blank due to the cold. I forgot my gloves at home so, i was
unable to fell my hands. It was a bad decision i thought, in half way from my
home to village. It was like a kind of battle between me and the cold
wave. In which i was helpless and loosing.
My mother said that it was a bad idea, the moment i told her that i need to go
to the village to see my granny. And now me also regretting the decision. But
now there was no turning back. I could see all those paddy fields smiling at my
face. They were standing still, in cold water, looking at me like they want to
say something to me, like they were anxious to tell me something. While i was
busy in all these thoughts of mine. I saw something, Like a human, a few meters
away from me. That was wickedly strange. A person at this time in the night, it
was a impossible task I reached closer to it, it looks like a women who was
wearing a white saree. When i reached near her she asked for help, she told me
that she is going to a fort near our village and asked me to drop her. I never
really was a Doubtful person but this time a question do popped in my mind.
I
asked-"Why are you going there, at this time, all on your on?"
She
said-"There are few rituals which i have to conduct in the memory of my
dead husband"
I
said OK,hope on, i will drop you there.She said "thanks" and i start
driving again.
To
be continued................
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