Wednesday, 17 May 2017

Sometimes Sweet Sometimes Silly Short Stories #004

Gulabo

"hello,hello mama"
"hello , Jasveen ! how are you my child? where are you? weren't you to leave for Malaysia?
"mama , mama listen"
"ya i am listening, all OK?"
"yes all good.we are at New Delhi  airport through with all the formalities.The flight for Kaula Lampur leaves shortly."
"i understand! hope you are liking this new phase my child . where is Yudhveer?"
"my in-laws seem genuine and caring but i miss you a lot. i am in the rest room and Yudi is getting currency exchanged. mama i have something to ask".
"what ?"
"do you by any chance know where Gulabo could be?"
"Gulabo? i don't know what you are talking about.....wait that old pink diary of yours that looked like an ancient journal of mysticism?"
"yes,yes and for me it will always remain Gulabo, my buddy, 
my confidante"
"hm mm.mm.mm. i saw you keeping it in your small pink suitacase among your essentials - certificates,documents, Dhillon sahib's framed picture , Shri Japji sahib".
"i found everything else but for Gulabo. wonder whose hands it might have fallen into?"
"what concerns you more Jasveen? the last gift from your late father or its contents?"
"i guess both. Daddy bought it from Leh as a special gift for my thirteenth birthday. the last birthday together. Gulabo knows everything about me mama."
"don't spoil your mood and your honeymoon. focus on the new life instead. Yudhveer is a nice boy, he deserves your love, attention and respect."
"it was hand crafted , limited edition and moreover i thought I'd show it to Yudi".
"Jasveen, Jasveen, Gulabo must be at a place where it rightly should be. always remember a part of woman's life should always remain with her - unshared & untouched".
"isn't marriage all about sharing? 
"it is my child it is but present and future"
"mama the flight is announced, got to go, will call you once we reach,Whats app the stuff you want, bye love you".
"love you darling enjoy to the fullest.may Waheguru guide you and guard you".


Thirty minutes later.........

eyes closed , holding her husband's hand , Jasveen excitedly soared in the air towards her new life her mother's words echoing in her ears- present and future.

eyes closed ,counting the beads of her rosary Mrs Ruby Dhillon prayed for her daughter's happiness, her only child and the only family she had.


And Gulabo ? 

well it was laid gently by mama Dhillon next to her jewellery, property papers and  other valuables.
a 3 digit code reassuringly shut pages of Jasveen's past , fears , ambitions, secrets , heart breaks , life changing moments & experiences - unshared and untouched.