Thursday, August 20, 2009

Crash...

The blurred glass windowpanes wore a shade of grey. The empty coffee mug stained with the brown elixir stood on the bedside table. Pages from an unread book, her newly bought tees, her blue comb were scattered on the bed... Her dressing table was cluttered as usual... junk neckpiece, tribal earrings, safetypins, make up kits, broken edges of kohl and over used bindis sticking on the mirrror...

On the other end of the room, the books were stacked ... Her jeans was hanging from one end of the chair as it legs almost kissed the marble floor... The Denvers, Floyds and Jovis were all piled up... She loved this disorganised flavor about her room...
Her cellphone was lying on the bed as well... No one ever saw the phone as it was always sticking to her ears... Her huge leather bag was almost like a portable curio shop... from age old movie tickets to long forgotten bills all were stuffed inside... She carried a wallet always which had a photograph, a letter from Riju and her driving license...

Riju's flight had almost reached.... They would be meeting after a long time... She was speeding through Bypass... And it was then she saw the yellow cab at a distance...

The asphalt road was smeared with blood, a few confused shrieks over and there, shattered pieces of glass, a curious crowd, the monotonous whistle of an ambulance, her huge leather bag on one end, the overbearing smell of disinfectant in the morgue....

"Rash Driving kills woman"-- the headlines on one insignificant corner of the Monday newspaper had a few lines about the accident.

5 comments:

Priya said...

beautiful piece with your imagination soaring high...but..where did u get this idea from???? i mean..i was looking forward to a meeting-ditching event..!!!! but you made "Life" ditching them altogether!!!!

ani_aset said...

well written...i thought the guy would do something..but looks like it was all about rash driving only :D

sarmistha said...

@priya
@ani_aset: hehe... even i thought that the guy would do something, then my mom started shouting at me for getting late for office, so I killed her!

ani_aset said...

hahaha that was awesome :P
I loved the honesty here sharmistha :D

Nimo said...

"She loved this disorganised flavour about her room"...

That is the glimpse of 'her'.