ആമുഖം:
കഥയ്‌ക്കു പിന്നിൽ ഒരു വലിയ കഥ വേറെയുണ്ട്... അതവിടെ നിൽക്കട്ടെ. ഏകദേശം മൂന്നു വർഷത്തോളം എന്റെ മെയിൽബോക്സിൽ വിശ്രമിച്ച ശേഷമാണ് ഈ കഥ വെളിച്ചം കാണുന്നത്. ഈ കഥ ഞാനെഴുതിയതല്ലാത്തതിനാലും ഇതെഴുതിയ കഥാകാരിയെ പരസ്യമായി തുറന്നു കാണിക്കാനാവാത്തതിനാലും ഉള്ള വേവലാതി ആദ്യമേ പങ്കുവെയ്ക്കുന്നു. കഥ അല്പം നീണ്ടതായി തോന്നാം, എങ്കിലും വായിച്ചു മുന്നേറുമ്പോൾ മടുപ്പുണ്ടാവില്ല എന്നു കരുതുന്നു. താല്പര്യവും ക്ഷമയും ഉള്ളവർക്ക് വായിക്കാം... കാവ്യഭംഗിയുള്ള ഈ കഥ വെളിച്ചം കാണാതിരിക്കരുത് എന്ന ഒറ്റ ആഗ്രഹമേ ഇതിവിടെ പ്രസിദ്ധം ചെയ്യുന്നതിന്റെ പിന്നിൽ ഉള്ളൂ.
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ഓൺലൈൻ
വഴി പരിചയത്തിലായ ഒരു പെൺ കുട്ടി വീട്ടിലേക്കു പോകും വഴി ഒരു ദിവസം
നേരത്തേ ഇറങ്ങി ബാംഗ്ലൂരിൽ എത്തുന്നു. അവൾ മറ്റൊരു വൻനഗരത്തിൽ
പഠിക്കുകയായിരുന്നു. ഒരു ദിവസം കറങ്ങാൻ എന്ന വ്യാജേന ഇവിടെ വന്ന കുട്ടിയുടെ
താല്പര്യം എന്നോടൊത്ത് ഒരു ദിവസം അടിച്ചുപൊളിക്കുക എന്ന തീവ്രമായ
ആഗ്രഹമായിരുന്നു... എന്തായാലും അവളെ ഒന്നു മയപ്പെടുത്തി, മൂന്നാം
തീയതിയായിട്ടും കമ്പനിയിൽ നിന്നും സാലറി കിട്ടിയിട്ടില്ല, ഒക്കെ
മറ്റൊരിക്കലാവാം എന്നൊക്കെ പറഞ്ഞു മനസ്സിലാക്കി മജസ്റ്റിക്കിലെ കെ എസ് ആർ
ടി സി ഡോർമെട്രിയിൽ നിന്നും കുളിപ്പിച്ച്, ഭക്ഷണമൊക്കെ വാങ്ങിച്ചുകൊടുത്ത്,
കോറമംഗല വിപ്രോ പാർക്കിൽ വൈകുന്നേരം വരെ ഇരുത്തി കുറേ ഉപദേശങ്ങൾ ഫ്രീയായി
വിളമ്പി വൈകുന്നേരം മഡിവാളയിൽ നിന്നും ബസ്സിനു ടിക്കറ്റും എടുത്ത് കയറ്റി
വിട്ടു.. ഹോ!! രണ്ടുമൂന്നു ദിവസങ്ങൾക്ക് ശേഷം അവൾ അയച്ചു തന്ന കഥയാണിത്...
കഥാ സാരം
ഒരു
സിറ്റിയിലേക്ക് നിറസ്വപ്നങ്ങളുമായി ഒരു പെൺ കുട്ടി ബസ്സിറങ്ങുന്നു. തന്റെ
കാമുകനെ അവൾ കണ്ടെത്തി അവിടെ ഒരിടത്ത് മുറിയെടുത്ത് താമസിക്കുന്നു. അന്നവൾ
അവനുമായി അവളുടെ നവതാരുണ്യം പങ്കുവെയ്ക്കുന്നു. അതിന്റെ സുഖലോലുപതയിൽ
മയങ്ങി ഉറങ്ങിയ അവൾ ഉണരുന്നത് വീട്ടിലെ അവളുടെ ബെഡിലാണ് - സുന്ദരമായ ഒരു
സ്വപ്നമായിരുന്നു കഴിഞ്ഞതൊക്കെ എന്ന തിരിച്ചറിവിൽ കഥ അവസാനിക്കുന്നു.
കഥ വായിക്കുക:
I stepped down from the bus carrying a bag. My eyes hunted for someone
in the wondrous street. I was feeling tired dazed and sleepy. It was a
busy street. Last night in the bus I was lost in the boundless realm of
something which I couldn’t distinguish or comprehend. The darkness
surrounded and disturbed me, but “the tomorrow “calmed my thoughts and
took me to that jubilant world. As I walked my soul was raring to enter
that blissful hour and suddenly in front a big hand speeded up to my
shoulder tremendously, making you remark how quickly time had passed and
how your distress had ended in the blink of an eye. Until meeting him
my heart was fused with pain and longing but now after his touch on my
body I was stimulated. I could see an ingenuous pleased smile on his
face an “elated smile”. We stood facing each other. A lengthy silence
ensued. I was yearning for that clear warm night full of listening star,
lit by candles flickering in a breeze. We passed through the pavement
holding each others hand.
Huge diffused anxiety surfaced my
mind; I pressed myself close to him on our way to our room. We were
given the key for room number twenty as if we were really husband and
wife. We opened our room, infact it was a spacious room for us to dine. I
kept my bag on the floor, he sat on the bed. While I was taking out my
towel from the bag, I was watching him covertly through lowered lashes.
His brown eyes were upon me. I moved towards the bathroom to fresh
myself. The cold chill water from the shower made me feverish, my legs
were shaking. I soothingly rubbed the soap to my body. My mind was
occupied by him and I felt he was near to me giving me a bath. I came
out from the bathroom. He was still sitting on the bed. I went towards
the opened window watching the town; the room seemed like someone else’s
hometown which had suddenly become hospitable to us, warm low light and
twin beds. The sunlight came through the open window, defining his
slender arms thick eyebrows and his black smooth glossy hair. He stood
and came near to the open window glanced down into the street. Then we
both looked out the window for a long time as if contemplating the new
realm we are about to enter. Silence occupied its space which seemed to
me terrible and fearful. We must have stood silently at the window for a
long time, looking out like children anticipating something that was
going to be fun. It was like a daydream. I felt for a moment the
situation in which, I was undergoing, the town outside the window was
not real but in my imagination.
I moved towards the bed and
stretched out myself. He closed the window came near to me and asked in
a soft voice shall we start our game? It was much later I replied to
him I have never been with a man. As bodies can’t help longing for one
another, we could no longer bear it and he behold me tightly kissing me
for long and hard until both our bodies are consumed with fire. I was
waiting for this delightful moment finally it has arrived. His downy
hands caressed my breast, his eyes glittered and I craved this moment to
be an incessant engagement. I kissed his withered lips and watered it
making moist with my saliva. And we started our real play. It was
drizzling outside; I could hear the small droplets of water thrashing
the window pane which made me more thrilled. At times I was giggled by
his tick lings. But at times he bit my nipple making me cry, but that
cry had a soothing effect on me and he rubbed his pennies to the
surrounding area of my breast watering it, when his teeth touched my
black nipples, I was over the moon, it was a heavenly experience. After a
prolonged time of making love, we were gasping for breath. Now I felt
both our soul has become one which will never part with each other. But
the thought of death disturbed my happiness. I was afraid of death. I
held him tightly listening to his breathing, gazing at his regular but
distinctive eyes. I spread my hair on the pillow my eyes still on his
and kissed his neck and back. Suddenly I was gripped with a fantasy that
the incident which is pursuing was not real. But later I regained my
self. I told him I love him too much that nothing can depart us from
each other and life becomes more beautiful, if in the long sojourn of my
journey when he is close to me. And he kissed my lips with all his
might, desire and fury, drawing blood. There was blood on my lips. I
tasted the kiss on my lips. Again both of us yearn to strain, explode,
and then abate. Both our eyes were moist, our bodies sweated. We were
hankering for something; finally it again blissfully exploded, not too
fast, not too slowly, driving both of us in to that elevated realm.
It
was noon, both of us were exhausted. He touched my breast with his
caressing hands and asked me is it paining? I blushed and hugged him. I
murmured in his ears…the gaze that always follows me is yours, which
seemed to appear in the most unlikely places only to disappear, you know
how we became close to each other and I how I yearned for your gaze. He
smiled gently, a little surprised, a little uncertain, but pleased. I
told him to smile at me so that I can see on his face for once the
radiance of that other realm. As both of us were weary and sleepy both
of us slept. In my sleep, I felt his lips sucking my breast, his slender
hands on my knees and his breath that smelled of siesta. Again in the
sleep the bones of our lethargic thicker legs stirred our fleshy tissue
with desire. I counted his breaths with awe. I opened my eyes started
caressing his hair, who was still sucking my breast with that sexual
passion. As he gently sucked my breast he slowly started opening his
eyes, and removed his mouth from my breast. He smiled and said finally”
we have made it”. I got up from the bed and moved to the bathroom
leaving him behind. I came out completely dressed up. He has put on his
black colored shirt and grey pant which gave him a gentleman look. I
started to tell him what I had been dreaming of, he simply shook his
head and he said “I will tell you what I dreamt from the park”, giving
me that special smile that appeared on his face. We both came out of the
room and made a quick move to a hotel. Taking the stairs of the hotel,
he was close to me .We took our position in the corner of the room
sitting face to face. We ordered for rice and sambhar. While eating I
was bit loud in my conversation and he signaled to talk slowly. It was
infact a good meal. I liked it. Obviously we would like it as we were
damn hungry.
We got on the bus, got seats and settled
ourselves. Next our destination was the park which he has mentioned
before in his late nights conversation with me. I kept my head on his
shoulder as I wished it should be always my resting place. He brought
his fingers towards my ears down to the neck tickling me. Both of us
glanced outside, we could see people everywhere huge buildings it was
raining too. Finally we reached our goal “the park” As it was not
raining too heavily we were not drenched. Since we had an umbrella we
managed to walk. We entered the entrance of the park; I told him shall
we close our umbrella as it is not raining heavily. He agreed. My eyes
circled around the park to find a better place to sit. Finally I was
able to find one. I caught hold of his hand and moved to a place. We
sat on the bench which was in-between two oak trees. Many Plants were
surrounded by us. I was driven in to that moment of morning hour, where I
was immersed into that edge of heaven which weaved overlapping tales of
friendship and sexuality into a powerful narrative of universal love.
My mind began to capture the series of events that took place from
morning to noon, and at times I felt guilty over what I have done. But
the guilt feeling was wiped out from my mind as I felt nothing can
surpass “love and sex” which makes life more beautiful and colorful.
They are like an elixir of life, a never diminishing source of pleasure
and delight, and endless fountain replete with joy that seemed to be
like a precious gift from heavens. The God’s miracle upon human beings
is great. The magic that makes life meaningful and bearable still hung
in the air. The trees with raindrops on their leaves swayed and danced
to the rhythm of the wind. Droplets of water from the trees showered
both of us as if we were blessed by the almighty god showering his grace
upon us. Birds and butterflies crossed our path like calm and serene
creatures.
I was lying down on his laps and I was reminded
of that moment when I had fallen in love with him. Music of the chirping
birds was enveloped in a sweetly exquisite aura. It was his soft spoken
voice which attracted me towards him and then it started… and my eyes
began searching him, and he is the only person who is hidden in my
eyelid and I always wish to be a hidden soul in his shadow. I looked in
to his face I saw there a pain that creased his brow, sometimes his
black eyebrows were so wrinkled that question marks that troubled me
appeared in the middle of his fore head. Silence ensued between us.
After four hours of our silence I told him, wish I could spend all my
life with him, but it was impossible as I know. But I knew that wherever
I am in this world away from him, he is my last thought at every night
fall. Again when I reviewed the pages satisfied with the progress I have
made, I could see with clarity the new human being into whom I was in
the process of being transformed. I asked him when I will meet u next.
…but there was a deep silence. I slept on .He thrusted his hands over my
body. Later when I got up and sat leaning on the bench keeping my hands
wide open on either side of the bench. He gently rubbed his chin to my
hand. The small hair growing in his chin scratched my skin. I bemoaned
him for the woes that I am undergoing because of him. He just bristled
and argued in a petulant way. I was scared and a flicker of doubt
stirred up my mind. He said shall we make a move. But I was reluctant to
go, and both of us were really weary.
The time was 6:50,
evening came on and the daylight disappeared. Grudgingly we both stood
and started to move out from the park. We reached the main road and
could see a throng of people. I was now bit gloomy, but I didn’t really
want to remain gloomy, but I couldn’t help it and was walking in a
lumbering manner. But inorder to free my self from the murky mood I
gazed pensively at the sky and enjoyed with sprightliness the beauty of
the sky. Soon I was calmed down. My mind was free and I was in a
position to bid adieu to him, who initially was a stranger but gradually
became my companion. We reached the room number twenty two. I took my
bag which was kept on the floor and we both came out from the room, for
the last time my eyes fell on the bed where we made love for the first
time and for a moment felt that its our bedroom in our own house…which
was just a dream which I alone fain to be true. Suddenly the door was
closed and locked. He took my bag from my hand and we moved out and
passed through the road. Within fifteen minutes we were surrounded by
buses. The time was 8:30. I just caught hold of his hand tightly. The
bus in which I was supposed to travel stood in front of us. My eyes
welled up in tears. I looked into his eyes but couldn’t feel any kind of
emotion, slowly I started to remove my hands from the clutches of his
and took my bag and stepped on to the bus leaving him behind. I settled
myself in the seat and looked out of the glass .The bus was about to
move and he waved his hands. But I couldn’t wave my hands. As the bus
started moving slowly he was disappearing from my gaze. I slept off. I
was moving to and fro and suddenly I was waked up by the twittering
sound of the birds. And I opened my eyes and I could realize that I am
at home in my room in my bed and its morning and what I have been
experiencing was just a dream.
കര്‍‌ണാടകയുടെ തലസ്ഥാനമായ ബാഗ്ലൂരിനടുത്തായി സ്ഥിതിചെയ്യുന്ന ഒരു പ്രധാന വിനോദസഞ്ചാരകേന്ദ്രമാണ്‌ നന്ദിഹില്‍സ്. ടിപ്പുസുൽത്താൻ തന്റെ വേനൽകാലവസതിയായി നന്ദിഹിൽസിലെ കൊട്ടാരം ഉപയോഗിച്ചിരുന്നുവത്രേ. അതിരാവിലെ എത്തുന്ന സഞ്ചാരികളെ കോടമഞ്ഞിൽ കുളിച്ചുനിൽക്കുന്ന നന്ദിഹിൽസ് ഏറെ ആകർഷിക്കുന്നു. ബാംഗ്ലൂരിലെ ഹെബ്ബാളിൽ നിന്നും 52 കിലോമീറ്റർ അകലെ എന്‍ എച്ച് ഏഴിൽ (ബെല്ലാരി റോഡ്) നിന്നും അല്പം മാറി സമുദ്രനിരപ്പില്‍നിന്ന് 1479 അടി ഉയരത്തിലാണ് ഈ ടൂറിസ്റ്റ് കേന്ദ്രം സ്ഥിതിചെയ്യുന്നത്. ബാംഗ്ലൂർ അന്താരാഷ്ട്ര വിമാനത്താവളം അടുത്തുതന്നെ സ്ഥിതിചെയ്യുന്നു. മലയടിവാരത്തിൽ നിന്നും മൂന്നുകിലോമീറ്ററോളം യാത്രചെയ്താൽ പ്രധാനപ്രവേശനകവാടത്തിൽ എത്തിച്ചേരാം. കാൽനടയായും ഇതു കയറാവുന്നതാണ്.
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