The Gloom of covid was not at its peak, it was weaning but it had already done the damage and taken away some of the most precious moments, memories and people from Samir’s life. The only Son of Joshi household. Now was truly only one left in family, as he lost both his parents to covid. The door to door runs for ICU beds and oxygen cylinders, still wakes him up from dreams, drenched in sweat, and now as if the worst was yet to happen he also got infected by Sars Covid Omicron variant. He was doubly vaccinated so the symptoms were mild. And was hoping he would recover because there were many of his parents dreams were yet to be fulfilled.
He did recover, Although empty, but life had to get back on track. He was trying his best to live a normal life. Almost six months had passed. One morning Samir got up due to the blaring alarm from his new mobile phone. He was trying to remember something; it was one of his dreams that was lingering in his mind. A brown puppy, a train and himself running on the tracks. But this alarm work him up before climax. He had no time pondering over it further, as the journey ahead was gruelling.
He got dressed up and ran to catch the Churchgate fast local, that originates from Borivali. From there he had to get down at Bandra (East Side) and a shared auto to BKC. Bandra Kurla complex, is where his office was located. The journey was hectic and many people recommended him to relocate in the nearby area. But his home in Borivali was a treasure of his parents’ memories. He was okay with the inconvenience of traveling every day to work, when he gets a feeling of coming back to his parents every night.
He was waiting on the platform, when he saw a very peculiar thing.
A brown puppy was lingering on train tracks. Samir would have ignored it, and would have considered it a coincidence that an identical puppy was on railtracks, like in his dream. He looked at the puppy for a while, admiring how carefree and innocent it could be. He soon heard a loud sound that startled him. It was a train.
Heading right for the puppy. He glanced at the puppy, and then at the train, before seeming to make up his mind. He put his bag down, before jumping off the platform and running along the train tracks, getting a sense of déjà vu. The train was getting closer, and closer. Samir quickly picked the puppy up in his hands. It seemed agitated, almost alarmed that this stranger it had never seen in it’s life picked it up. Not knowing the situation it was in, The canine bit Samir’s hand, and Samir dropped it.
To his horror, it began running in the direction opposite of the train. Samir ran after it, faster than he ever had before, trying to catch it and get it away from the path of the locomotive. He had had enough of death for a while, and was determined to get this puppy to safety, at the very least. Running after it, Samir managed to catch up, almost tripping as he once again held it in his hands, this time successfully getting bark onto his platform.
As if the dog had no idea of what Samir did for it, the moment he put it down, it barked at him, before running off. His hand was bleeding a bit, but it didn’t even hurt him at the moment, due to the adrenaline running through his veins. His own train had seemed to reach right as he looked up, perfectly timed. He had a small chuckle, finding all of these coincidences and ran back to where he left his bag, finding it, and carrying it with himself into the train.
He let out a sigh of relief, as he found his seat, finally having a bit of time to breathe.. Nothing exciting happened the entire day apart from the morning brush of dejavu.
Night after night, his dreams started coming alive in-front of his eyes. May it be his neighbour Kulkarni uncle meeting him at train station or he having spicy chicek at lunch. He accepted this as one of the unexplainable side effects of post Covid recovery.
One night, she came in his dreams. He didn’t ask her name but kept on following her to a beautiful garden. She sat on the swing, and he was standing just admiring her beauty. Next day he kept on waiting for the girl, as he took it for granted that all his dreams will come true the next day. But nothing like that happened. The girl kept coming in his dreams night after night, he finally gathered courage to ask her name, Mansi she said with her soft pink lips.
Gradually they started meeting more often, Mansi also started liking Samir. They went on movie dates, music festivals, dinner date and enjoyed every day together. But Samir was getting anxious as all her dreams except the one involving Mansi were coming true. He went around to all the places he visited in dreams, thinking that he might find her, but all in vain.
Finally he decided to live the life fullest with his love during his dreams, and not fret over it anymore to make it true. Days turned into weeks, and he was not lonely anymore. He could share everything with Mansi.
One morning, his sleep was disturbed due to lot of noise, screeching and movement of heavy things. Someone was shifting in the house next to his. He was very upset because, that noise broke his dream. That was the only time he could live with Mansi.
With a frown on his face, he went to see and shout at the new neighbours. And to his utter pleasant surprise, he saw same beautiful hair and lips, right from his dream indeed. The dream girl had moved in next door.
He knew everything about her but for her he was a stranger, but he knew love will happen, this dream will also come true!!
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