The Mountain Girl - Part 1

Series 1

Part 1:

Nivedita as always was busy attending her phone calls, one after another, after all she works in a huge shipping company having multiple clients. Not only the telephonic enquiries, she also was responsible for handling the clients who walked right from their front door to the desk. Her normal day is just the same waking up from her bed straight to the kitchen and from there the next journey ends at her workplace. If she would get time then definitely a tour to her balcony was to be expected while breathing in the clean fresh morning air. Her pale pink lips with a thin line on the top and perfectly plush on the bottom with a cupid curve touching her coffee mug leaves a mark of her lipstick marveling the beautiful red and orange color of the sun, which would fall on her fairly smooth and bright skin with freckles sprinkled about like confetti. When the amber light of the sun kissed her wide forehead and blunt chin she would curve her thick lashed eyebrow and sapphire blue eyes swirling emotions held in their depth. The soft morning breeze blows her long smooth hair and then again drops it back stopping in a line around her hips. Just like how her swirled emotions rise ups and then again drops back in silence in her heart. Why would Nivedita love the morning sun, it's because they both knew that darkness is prevailed by the virtue of light and the fire of spirit can calm but it would never die. An averagely heighted girl with a little plumy but a perfectly curved figure Nivedita had the most described energy, I wonder it might be the morning sun which lends her this electric vibes to carry on throughout the day.

 

Nivedita had a narrow world, though she was a girl with a charming personality something always had terminated her to gel in the attraction of the outgoing world. Not any person she has ever met, has she failed to attract with her charm and intelligence but there has always been trouble with her trusting anyone to bring them closer to her heart. All the past experiences she has endured and the childhood she has lived has confined her to meet the social standards. That doesn't made her a shy girl, bold and fearless she was, her first impression people get by looking at her was what an extrovert she is and she also give them an impression of a social butterfly, a girl who must be the rising angel and a center of attraction to any social event, parties and gathering. Ah! Yes she was, wherever she went some have adored and some have envied her.  She was a hard nut to crack, maybe all these years she has lived a life of an empty vessel, filling whatever comes and again emptying it to make space for some others. At one time she is high on her charisma and right at the other she would just crawl inside a shell and ignore everything that's happening.

 

Maybe her glimpse of unrealistic gregarious personality gave Joey a wrong impression of the kind of person she was. As usual she was attending her calls on that very day when a very distinct voice from the other side greeted her hello. After hanging down the call she felt like the few clients that she faces acts to talk like a gentleman too, what a relief she sighs! Few days back again the same voice from the other side spoke and said that he has a shipment to be shipped from Punjab to Kolkatta and it is to be done by speed post so he made an appointment for the next day. Next day through the open door came the most expressive man. He wore a see green tshirt with an off white capri on his 6 feet tall masculine fit body. He had a settled dark brown hair, which was thick and lustrous. His eyes were a mesmerizing dark brown and his face was strong and defined, his features molded from granite. He came and got seated in the front chair and asked Nivedita every detail he required for his shipment. Nivedita noticed that he was unusually smiling and his bushy eyebrows high up above and his eyes sparkled the most flirtatious flash, she completely ignored all his gestures, after all working on the front line for so many years she has seen people with different characters and intentions. This gentleman's work was done and he left with the most polite smile.

Days passed by and Nivedita's life was rolling with her always the usual and repeated routine, she was living in this city alone after she left her parents 5 years back with a fight over her marriage discussion. All these years she hasn't missed them a bit instead of those lovely serene mountains. This Mountain Girl had a will and her legs strong like her mother nature, tranquil at the outside and volcanic on the inside. Her mind transported her to a series of memories, where she pictured Rishab, a boy whom she had adored for almost 4 years and had dreamt spending the rest of her life with him. Her heart didn't bleed because her parents denied to fulfil her urge to marry him, her heart was wounded because as soon as both of their families started proposing a denial this man flung with the most cowardly speed. While she had lost all her hopes in love, her mother would add on by hitting her everyday with the most injuring words that would tear the flesh of her already injured heart, there she lost hope in a family too. She was suddenly dragged back from a state of shock to reality when her phone rang. Hello! "Her voice sounded shuddered". The hello from the next side was from the same tall guy, she took his appointment for the next following day.

There he showed with again the same gesture and same sweet polite smile, and the same flirtatious eyes, "what's with his eyes and his never ending smile", she wondered. The day ended and she reached home to catch the same usual routine while something different happened this day. Her inbox popped with a message from Joey, she was surprised not out of happiness but a thoughtful one, an iota of doubt that why this man would be interested to talk to her. And this thoughtful surprise of hers turned into an elated one when they started talking to each other every day. She was liking her company into her hollow human free life. His day would start with a good morning message and her face would flush like a fresh blooming petal. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, which you come across only when your heart experiences the delight of the whole eternal world for an instant though a cloud of black thunder always blocked her way to rain on it. Her heart was like a touch-me not-plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the lightest breath of wind anyhow after months of struggling he managed to capture himself at the closet of this touch-me-not plant. And they finally decided to give a chance to this beautiful unwinding relation.

©Molli Sherchan Kaur

Note: "Nivedita, a small town mountain girl, her eyes sparkled like storm cloud when she saw him, she couldn't see anything but him under the flash of lightening"