The door was being opened, I could hear the sound. I looked back.. yes, she is coming. Slowly, very slowly she was walking into my room. Something is there in her hands. Whatever it is, she is handling it carefully. At least for one second, her white clothes grabbed my eyes. Still, I did not look at her face. My mind was completely on those breasts. I had realized that the end of my hunger is on those breasts.
She placed something on the table and turned back. I dint even care to notice her. Rather, my mind dint allow me to look at her. It was completely immersed in those breasts. I felt like biting and hanging on them to get relieved from my never ending thirst. The door was closed. I heard the sound, but I don’t know whether she went outside or not, may be I was not interested know.
Suddenly, I heard a sound of breaking something. I felt like some bottle was fell the floor and scattered into pieces. Within moments the door was opened with a loud noise. A lady, who seemed to be in her forties entered into the room. Who is she?.. What she got to do here in my personal room? Doesn’t she have some manners or sense?.I saw her rushing towards me. To be frank, I was frightened.
She came near to my cot and paused to give me a strange look. What happened next was never imagined by me. All in a sudden, she removed the white blanket I was wearing. My nudity was uncovered. I don’t know whether because I was lying naked under that blanket or not, I started crying loudly. I even could not distinguish between my feelings at that time. Was it anger or shame?
What the heck is this lady doing?!! How vulgar!!!
I could see her eyes flying towards my waist. It landed in between my legs. Her eyes were blossoming like a lotus. I don’t know what so special she saw there. Her voice started piercing into the walls of the room.
“Aaha!! It’s a baby boy!!”
“Yes”. An another female voice got out from my bed.
“I am so happy. I was rushing to see him.” The former female voice said. “ In between I collided with a nurse just outside the room and a glucose bottle fell down” She proudly continued.
Oho! Then that was the sound I heard. What would have happened to the white dress of the nurse. it became dirty?
The lady who stole my blanket continued. “ Have you found any name for him?”
The other lady who was lying beside me stood up and put all the hooks of her blouse in place. And told.
“Gopikuttan”
Thus, that world famous name flowed out of my mom’s mouth for the first time.
Sky became dark. Thunder broke into silence of whole the globe. Lightening pierced into the hearts of clouds. Wetting the earth from top to bottom rain started pouring down.
Nature is informing others about my arrival. Yes!! I have come. A lightening personality. My mind mumbled that name again and again.
Gopikuttan…gopikuttan…gopikuttan
The lady started speaking again “ It is just like this for the last two weeks. There will be rain and thunder in the evening. It’s difficult to get out nowdays”
Oho! So it’ not because of my arrival. Rain has been here for the last two months. Ok.. I’ll adjust I was not insulted or ashamed. A crow was sitting near the window. It stated crowing. I listened to it.
Ko..ko.ko…ko.kkkooo..ko.kkkoooo…kOOOOOpikuttaaaaa…
Was it booing at me? No, never. I pretended to be not so.
The lady touched my cheeks. I dint like it. I am like that only, I don’t like women touching me. I saw that white blanket which covered my nudity hanging in her hand. How dare she is to take away my clothes? Is she Mr.Dussassan’s sister?
Hey, old lady.. gimme my blanket back.. I wanted to say
“Ayye!! Gopikuutan, are you sleeping naked?.. shame! Shame! If some one sees… “ she said that and started laughing like she had just cracked the joke of the year. I couldn’t enjoy that stupid joke.
Pha!! You stole my blanket and now you are making fun of me.. I will kill this *****
“Gopikuttan, Aunty is leaving for now. I will come tomorrow. Take care..ok?” and she covered me again with my blanket. Thank god! Thus my nudity was saved at least from the young nurse.
Ho! Then she was my aunt. I regretted over calling her Dussasan’s sister or rather calling my father Dussaasan.
I was not sure whether because thinking that I will follow Dussasan’s heritage or not I started crying. I cried for the entire night. Nurses tried to stop me crying but all went in vain. I kept on crying that whole night. My first night!
The next day morning itself my aunt came back. She had brought some one with her. A man, who dressed strangely and seemed to be coming from a land where, it had not rained for years. I felt to lend him one bucket of water and ask him to take a bath. As I saw him, I stopped crying and everyone else felt happy. I think they all have ears but not noses. Otherwise how can one tolerate a stinking man in your room?
“He’s an astrologer. He has prepared Gopikuttan’s horoscope.” Aunty introduced him to all.
Are astrologers not supposed to take bath? I wanted o know. But I kept quiet. Let him start reading my horoscope, after that I will have a word with him.
He started….
“ Born on 1986 October 13, named Gopikuttan’s horoscope..”
I felt to clap and whistle. Butterflies were flying all around my bed and flowers were poured from sky. Were they real?
He continued. “ After his birth your family’s wealth will be safe in a pawn shop. His father will need to cover his head while walking outside. He will watch movies stealing money from his mom’s bag. His growth will start from high court to supreme court and will end in Tihar jails. Girls will find it difficult to get out on streets. He will be worse at singing and worst at dancing”
I looked around. Everyone was listening to him with their mouth opened.
The astrologer turned the page and continued “In 2010, he will met with an accident. But the aftermath of that accident will be bearded by others. He will start a blog. His death will be by the hands of someone who reads his blog.”
I was shocked. 24 hours are not over after my birth and this idiot is talking about my death. I could not take it, I started crying again
wouaaa wouaaa wu wu wouaaaaaaaaaa….
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
My First Night
5:05 PM
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1 comments:
Ys, u r rt, u can expect ur death on April 3. Gopikutta, Excellent work from a creative genies..... Vipin
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