She cannot remember when actually she started believing this
cliché and made it a pattern of her behaviour Every time she does something
which follows an awaited result to be declared, she would keep her fingers
crossed. And how cannot she forget to mention the chocolate treat after that!!!
Sneh, a bright girl, always showed her mettle is every
aspects of life she explored…be it academics, sports, cultural activities,
social networking or even in managing her relations. As a kid her dad always
encouraged her girl and somehow she aped him in believing on this cliché. ‘Keeping
my fingers crossed….’ she had murmured numerous times,hiding her crossed
fingers from public eye while eagerly waiting for the winners list. The moment
her name was loudly announced as a winner for various diverse activities as
elocution, dancing, dramatics, board exams, various entrance tests….the list is
long, her dad has treated her with a big bar of chocolate.
She enjoyed her winnings moments in school prior to which
she always ‘kept her fingers crossed’.
She topped the city in her college final year and she does
remember herself muttering ‘keeping my fingers crossed….!!’ under her breath
the whole morning the day results were out. She duly received the big bar of
chocolate from her loving & proud dad.
She made it to best corporate giants of the country in the
campus interviews. I was ‘keeping my fingers crossed’ till my name was
publicized…she recalls.
She met that tall dark handsome colleague….., it was ‘Love
at first sight’ for her!! ‘I had been keeping my fingers crossed so many times
while we dated’, she recollected. And it worked…he proposed her in the best
romantic way over a beautiful candle lit dinner. She ordered Chocolate Fudge
Cheesecake for dessert that night.
Her wedding was a dream come true event for her. Her parents
ensured grandest wedding of the city by spending a fortune beyond others
imagination. Sneh walked the mandap glittering in diamonds, expensive silk and
oodles of gold. Although couple of years has already passed since that eventful
day, relatives & guests still talk about that grand extravagant wedding.
But her life took a curvaceous turn from there. Dreams
shattered after hitting the harsh world of reality. Her confidence, self-esteem
& trust were trampled bit by bit by the same person around whom she has
woven her silky dreams. Her soul was insulted each day with worse form of
verbal abuse. Her inner self was stripped naked by that beastly alcoholic
spouse embellished with filthy abuses. She blamed it all on his addiction to
alcohol. She thought ‘Otherwise he is such a nice person…just that this alcohol
dependency catalyses his inhuman behavior. I am keeping my fingers
crossed…..one day everything would be fine’.
But it did not. Apart from verbal abuses he swung to
merciless beating. He did not even budge from his violent behavior when she was
pregnant. Sneh tolerated this cruel domestic violence with the hope that the
birth of their child might bring the betterment in his personality.
Then on a fateful day, inebriated with alcohol he hit her in
her tummy and crushed all bleak hope she ever had. He killed their unborn
child. She was numb with mental & physical trauma. He unabashedly projected
it as an accident to everyone else. She literally lost her voice after that and
never protested his version. He has now the perfect alibi even in front of
public for seeking refuge in alcohol and drugs.
After few days, an ambulance had to be called to their house
to take him to hospital. Hospital staff carried his unconscious body to the
hospital…..She accompanied them with a stoned expression on her face. Doctors
diagnosed it as overdose of alcohol. He died within couple of hours.
But during those two hours nobody noticed her crossed
fingers beneath her saree’s pallu. She muttered continuously ‘I am keeping my
fingers crossed…..’ which everyone misunderstood as a prayer of a devoted wife
for her dying husband. Finally doctors released his death certificate citing
reason of death as ‘natural’ (overdose of drugs & alcohol).
Sneh rushed to the departmental store next to the hospital.
She asked: Do you have that dark chocolate bar whose
advertise campaign says ‘You just don’t buy it, YOU EARN IT’…. Can you give me
two of that!!!
E.T.A. : This also got selected as one of the best entries for the theme. :-)
Superb tale ! All the very best !
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