It was still a perfect winter of hills.I was puffing black smoke to my lungs.I sometime
feel guilty when i smoke.For fucking my lungs and polluting the clean foggy greens with the black soot containing chemical conglomeration of death or may be pursuitless hang.
With half a cup of tea and a half smoked ciggarette i was looking at the green hills in front of me.The same hills which symbolized optimistic romanticism were sort of standing like renegade of any term which has romance in it . Still the air was fresh .And then i let out a shout in the silent hills “Eureka “ and i was taken back to the roads i travelled once .
It was almost 7 hrs we were travelling in the same bus but still i didn't know much about Tinkii. Only two facts Tinkiii was beautiful , and i was may be slipping. “hey .. have you ever watched trainspotting “ i said abruptly waking her from slumbers so beautiful .
She woke up slowly yawning .”no never watched but did a lot. Neways are you into drugs” she asked like she really thought i was high on something or may be mischiveously ,giving a slight hint of smile. “ No i'm high on something else“ i said giving a sheepish smile . She took out a container which looked like cookieman , from her louis vitton and offered me ”Are they baked in LSD or marijuana ? “ i asked taking a cookie in my hand .
“ no my oven “ she replied with a sense of wit and confidence in her tone.
The taste of cookies was gud except for the buttery smell and a tinge of salty flavour .
“ i never had something like this “ . “ yes they are homemade cookies and the receipe is
not usual indian “ she said like she was some cookie baker in the town . “ i bet u must have watched chocolate “ i said taking another cookie out of the box. “ yes Depp is such a darling can't miss him in any movie Finding Neverland is my favourite “ she said licking a cookie like it would be Johnny Depp fried in olive oil . “ i bet he is on drugs , thats how he performed so well in Blow just like the real drug mafia” i said displaying my knowledge about things that were may be interesting to her.
After travelling for long our bus was finally taking sharp turns on the hills with a thick layer of fog surrounding us . There was a sudden halt and passengers stopped for the dinner . With the cookies in my guts i was not in a mood to have some food, but sure i
was hungry to talk to her som more . “ Do you precisely remeber when was the last time u did star gazing ? “ i asked pointing towards a sky with some patches of stars and some patches of clouds , and a crescent moon . She wrapped herself in a shawl and put on the hood of her sweat shirt . Raising her shoulders near her head she let her hands inside the pockets of that jacket . “ not exactly but i think , i will next time “ and smiled thru the hood in a chilly night . We sat in a corner looking up in the sky , showing each other constellations and silly shapes formed out of clouds . “Thats like a mickey mouse “ .“ This one looks like jerry “ "This is like popeye's biceps” She was like a kid who tuned into cartoon channel after a long . And i responded with a smile to everything she said .
“Have u ever shouted like your loudest in the mountains and listened to its echo”
I asked her pointing towards the mountain which were barely visible except the shining tops which were clad with snow in this season. “ I think i tried but don't know it was my loudest , give me a word and ill shout loud “ she said . “ well in an expression of archimedes eureka just shout out loud EUREKA , as you have found something” . She laughed for a moment and then cleared her throat , getting her both hands close to her mouth she shouted “ EUREKA” , was barely reverberating in the air . But was beautiful listening to her trying to shout and failing at that. Everyone was looking at us at that moment in awe and surprise. And there we stood laughing at each other .
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