Chapter 1
It's was the reckless night that kept me from my schedule, i have to skip my morning walk. After a long time period i am going back to my roots my family. Its been two decades i left them finally i am eagerly waiting for my flight. After an hour of waiting i heard that flight is landed and i can tuck in. I got a window seat suddenly a teenager came and sat next to my seat. He was fair young teen about 16/17. By reading his face i came to know that he isn’t ok, something troubles him . Before i ask him he turned towards me and ask `can we exchange our seat’s please ´ by sawing his face i can’t tell no. He just lean his head towards the window thinking about something. Even though i know that i have to gave him privacy something haunts me to ask him what happened to him why is he sad ?. Son anything bothers you, ? Yes i lost my mother she died..
After a break of silence he just lean back to his position, by hearing that my brain started to cook up many questions but my heart told give that child privacy and i kept silence. The night started to show up and like everyone i started to sleep after sometime i heard someone crying and i wake put my glasses on, it was him. He is sobbing my looking into his mother’s photo. I asked him having a rough night son wothout saying a word he just lean to my shoulders . Then he started to loosen up she was my best friend and she was the one who stood up for me helped me raise me and now she is gone without saying a word. I can’t bear this. I am sorry for your loss but this doesn’t changes the truth tell me about yourself . I am Rojin jacob as the part of college i had to leave my birthland and my family. For me family is first it were their decision for my college cause i got a scholarship. Just like all others we also has many problems and happiness . She was an anaemic and dad got drinking issues a part from that ours where the best.
We has six hours a head boy try to get some sleep, i can’t can you stay with me. Even though i am exhausted i told him ok, what is your name and how you came here. Iam Dijo joseph and i am working as an senior engineer in here after a long time period i am going to visit my family. Tell me about your family just like yours father, mother and brother. What haven’t you married what happened ! Nothing much iam happy this way. What took you so long to go back? I had a fight with them after my graduation and then i left home... finally i going to meet them. By hearing story he just fell asleep.. Even though he is sleeping he murmur something... After hearing his story i started to regret about my past and what did i lost. The family, my curiosity started showing up for my family, i have to enjoy at least what is left.. Without knowledge i just fell asleep.
Wake up wake up its time. I just open my eyes lazily , and asked hik what happened in a matter of time we reach , oh ok. After our arrival there where none for him just like me, i just forgot all thinks about him due to excitement and took a cab. When i saw him in the mirror i asked driver to stop. I just jumped out and run towards him, and asked are you coming with me. He doesn’t answered but i just took his bag and grab his hand and entered cab. And we started our journey towards his home. As we come near towards his home his face become more and more sorrowful. Sometimes he weeps after 30 minutes we reached. We can see many peoples around going inside and coming outside. Even through he didn’t come outbof the cab, i told cab to wait for me and taken to him to there. I noted that no one looking for him and i wonder why?
We just entered his home suddenly he just rushed into kitchen but the corpse is in front. Is he safe now i can see my family i just turned something locked in my eyes turn my head again and looked ots his photo kept near his mother. She looks familiar to me, i over heard someone talking that its fate that both mother and son in the same day other family members are in airport waiting for the corpse. Then who was with me i went to kitchen looking for him, he was there with someone . He saw me and tell her it was me whom dropped him home. I can’t forget that face...
She was his mother and i can’t believe my own eyes for a matter of seconds i blacked out. Many started crying when i leaned towards the front they are bringing body of boy and kept next to other one. But they where in front of me alive many questions arise from my head, before i started questioning they answered all of your intuitions are correct . We its been hours after our deaths, there was an another question which haunting me, why no one notices me? They answered you don’t get it don’t you? All of us are dead hours ago. No no no i am not dead i am very much alive i prove it. I shouted at everyone there but no one responded...
And then i wake up from my bed knowing that it was a dream realising that i have to catch my plane before take off, to meet my parents . They all are eagerly waiting for my arrival. So i skipped my walk and take my seat next to window, finally i can take a break. After 10 minutes a teenager whom dipped in sorrow came next to me and asked me exchange his place to mine...
By Dijo Joseph
