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Ghost Too Cry

by Uttam Gill (writer), BOMBAY(MUMBAI), January 07, 2013

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O! Lady these tears, though not meant for to be seen, rolls down from my eyes, but as you have now…Remember… "Don’t forget, Ghost too cry."

Today the silence is not same, in pitch dark of night; she steps out from her house and head towards the banyan tree at the outskirt of his village. The barren path and above the glowing sky, she walks alone in the middle of night, with that she, establishes an infallible trilogy of mysterious co-existence. To onlooker, it may appear, weird but who can be out at this hour of the night; only this woman, who is out there; piercing darkness for the reasons, known to her only. In silence, she contests the reasons of silence and that’s how every night, she walks alone, to be at that banyan tree. The reasons may not answer her baffling doubts but surely, she holds the matter of somebody’s existence dearly to her heart and that’s enough for her to walk towards the banyan tree.

As she reaches the banyan tree, she calls “Zulphi are you here.” He appears from nowhere and says “Yes I am here.” seeing him, the smile dances over her face. She looks at him and asks “Am I late.” The man answers with a smile “No, you are never late, look towards the sky and you would see night still at its infancy and so as your life; when I say this, I don’t wish to confuse you but I wish to set the things right that you are never late. Many regrettable reasons to give up is due to farcical belief that, we are running against the time and that’s how, we are always in hurry to claim and proclaim. In hurry, we just forget about the valuable existence of our life. We tend to give up and yes we give up tamely. Look at yourself, what made you to walk towards this tree and at this hour and when I say, this hour, I mean of your world; only at this hour of the time, ghost roam around but you are out and you are not ghost. You are fearless because you have reasons to live…you are living…you are not dead…you are not ghost, you are human being…” Saying, this he looks at her and he finds tears again rolling down to her cheeks. She wipes her tears, with the corner of her scarf, to assemble her composure and ask him; “Zulphi, why people call you dead…why they fear you? Why is that, they say, you live in forbidden dark hours of time. Do you know Zulphi…why? The one who is dead, can ever be so living…ask me…to me you are not ghost, even if you are then, I surely pretend to be dead to live…to feel the beauty of life…You know Zulphi, the matters of life, within the four walls of human living are not always so dramatically a fairy tale…not always so humane…Life there, for less blessed is curse for even to breath…Can I borrow from you a breath of life…”That man abruptly jumped in to converse: “Wait a minute, let me make it very clear to you that ghost never lend, you don’t have to borrow…ghost shares…they share life…they share breath… they don’t share horror…they share dreams…May I say one more thing that, as a ghost, I too wish to live and that’s why, I come everyday under this banyan tree to live with you, to answer you and question you and to get your answers …Why it goes on?” She looked at the path by which. she came to be here and says with sigh; “Zulphi, can you see that path… …This path brings me here every night when it is so dark and I see life weaning…Everyday when I leave you, I see tear in your eyes, I just wonder, why the hell, ghost cry…I understand then life is not as we perceive and I always go back resuscitated on same path, at the break of dawn with life in my heart”

That Man…That Zulphi…That Ghost… answers back contently… "O! Lady these tears, though not meant for to be seen, to rolls down from my eyes, but yes, as you have seen now…Remember…Don’t forget, Ghost too cry…Saying this he vanishes…

Dawn breaks to its glory and that lady walks back to the lane, from where she came…

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Uttam Gill is a writer for BrooWaha. For more information, visit the writer's website.
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By HomeRearedChef on January 08, 2013 at 01:04 pm

Oh, Uttam, your story made me cluth my heart and take a deep breath. It is beautiful! Thank you for sharing a story filled with such love. :)

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By Uttam Gill on January 10, 2013 at 03:00 am

Thank you Virginia for your kind comments and review...

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By Barbara MacDonald on January 10, 2013 at 08:50 pm

Uttam, you have such a gentle sweet heart and this story is the perfect reflection of your is beautiful...well done...:-)

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By HomeRearedChef on January 11, 2013 at 12:39 am

I gree with you, Barbara, because it is so easy to see and even feel Uttam's sweet and gentle spirit. :)

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