Message from the Heavens -Part 1

The street lights were flickering , roads had abandoned even the slightest trace of life .The winds played around with those small flicks of hair falling all over her face while shakti was crusading her way past the Marine drive on a second hand TVS scooty that was by now frequently farting carbon monoxide through the exhaust pipe. She realized it was those last moments of her beloved scooty which came to an abrupt halt and breathed its last. 

 











“Oh hell so you’ve decided to screw  me in the middle of the road “ and kicked the tvs hard enough to dismantle its parts. She decided to conduct the last rites of her scooty tomorrow and worry about her safety for now,fear engulfed her paralyzing her thoughts “girls in this country get raped even sitting at home looks like today is my doomsday I’d rather jump into the Arabian sea and serve the whales and fishes a tasty dinner than serve the pleasure of the goons” only to be interrupted by the “low battery” beep of her Bluetooth and mp3 devoid nokia 270 pre mobile. A last glance at her logs and inbox shook her back to senses 27 missed calls-mom ,5 missed calls-dad ,1 missed call-rohit. That one message drained that minuscule amount of patience that was still left in her.  

“I think marrying an arrogant night shift working IT pimp is the biggest mistake a man can make. If at all you make it from your office go to your mother’s place everybody is fast asleep so don’t expect the door to be opened.” Gud nite

Shakti couldn’t hold back those tears ,those tears that were held in the shackles of self respect and ego of an independent woman . Shakti throws her mobile in the soothing sea and shouts at the skies “Why is this entire universe hell bent on conspiring against me . Is it because I am a woman?? A fucked up married life, parents who claim to love me but fail to understand ,an underpaying job and a coveted title of being an arrogant ,selfish unwomanly woman”. Hells do with people who believe in GOD. You are just a goddamn illusion you don’t deserve temples and pujas ”and removes her slippers “this is what you deserve” and with a final fit of rage javelin throws them at the sky  with all the energy she could muster up . Anger mixed with frustration she sits crying incessantly murmuring “oh great now my chappals too wouldn’t return, is the gravity dead!!!”.

A soft yet firm hand touches her from behind “The earth would fly off tangentially if the gravity dies ,dear your high heel chappals indeed hurt us” the gentle voice spoke with a glint of mischief . Shakti froze at the sight of the source of the voice, there stood two women dressed in simple yet elegant saris, ornamented moderately, and they were so exquisitely beautiful that she could not relate them remotely to anything that belonged to this earth.

She coiled back in horror “WTF” go away you two I know you are witches you have come to hypnotize me right !!!” and started running for her life though she couldn’t take out that image of heavenly beauty off her mind.

She was intercepted again by the two celestial beauties this time the other voice spoke it was a bit hoarse and stern “Can’t you ever control your thoughts which keeps jumping like a drunken monkey, and for heaven’s sake we are not witches, these humans are so crazy they summon the heavens when they are in need but refuse to acknowledge any sort of help” .

“ Now listen  I am Draupadi and she is sita . ……………..”