It was a friday evening.The season was about to splash the very first showers of the entire year.Gyanya had been home early that day.She was getting tired of the long evenings, working late at offices.It had been years..she had seen the sunset from her balcony at sixth floor.She stood there, and absorbed herself completely in the view. The sunset from there was a view anyone would pay for in the city.But this remained a secret with her.Never had anyone this privilege of seeing this sunset and she had always kept it to herself.Afraid that she might lose it sharing it with others.Sometimes beauty unexplored augments it sensuality..and so was this view.The winds were always south eastern in direction and that added to the charm. Gyanya now sat in her living room.Her mom preparing tea for Gyanya. There were times when she had long chats with her mom during her school days. Mom telling the stories from her own child hood and young days.This she enjoyed the most listening from her mom.And like some fairy tail she imagined those.She fantasised sometimes how her mother looked like when she was young.There must be people having their crushes on her mother too.She missed those stories.She felt nostalgic.so went to her mom who was still in the kitchen making tea. In an attempt to avoid nostaligia she hugged her mom from behind.Mom as usual smiled back and touched her face that was lying on her shoulders.Mothers are alwasys so expressive she wondered.Their very touch expresses love.She held the tray from her mom's hands and took it to the living room.
Lying down at the mattress, neatly covered on the floor,she pulled her mom's saree wanting her to sit with her for sometime.They both were drinking tea.Gyanya switched on the television.The news were flashing prediction of cyclone touching southern India.It was usual in Gujarat coastal areas to have strong winds.But today the winds were stronger,confirming the prediction of cyclone.The door bell rang and mom went to open the door.It was the neighbourhood aunt who usually came and sat with her mother during evenings.Gyanya couldnt resist the option of going back to her balcony and standing there,enjoying her own sunset.She stood there sipping her tea and lost in the beautiful crimson again.This is something to remember for the life time she thought.The winds were still blowing,but a bit harder now.Her hair were a total mess.Trying to solve her tangled knots she bent down.After much struggle cleared some and rose her head again.And then saw him..There he was ....standing tall ......She couldnt decide if this was a dejavu or real.It was the longest eye lock she ever had, atleast longest after her first love…..
She went back with time.Time when she was just young and fresh...
