As soon as he lit the rocket, it hurled through the air upwards... he smiled anticipating the beauty of the five colored firework in the dark sky...but looking up his smile vanish into a gasp!
The rocket has changed its course in mid-air...going toward her house...through the window..and BOOM!!!
Looking up at the fourth floor, he had chose never to look at, he prayed for her safety for the first time in two years. A few seconds passed...silence...his friend had ran away...he couldn't...
Instead of running away, he started to pace towards her house. Rang her door-bell...once..twice...and then frantically ten times...The door opened...
"Wha....Y-you?!?!" There she was in pink and gold salwar suit...her hair done up in a loose bun...her golden jhumka dangling wildly...
"Y-yes...Ummm..you ok? The rocket came in through your window..I mean..are you safe..i..i am sorry..didn't mean to.." he blurted out in one breath...
"Its ok...I am safe..I was not in that room...You came to check? Thank you..." a smile touched her lips on the thought that he still cared.
"Uhmm..Okayy..so I should leave...", he said still staring at her.
"No, wait..come in...sit..." he followed her kohl-ed eyes..
She brought him a tray of sweets and a glass of cold water, with a smile, he had missed for so long...Their eyes met and parted many times, but their voices had disappeared... smiles were exchanged wholeheartedly.
"Happy Diwali! It has been so long..." he found words at last.
"Y-yes..thank you...Happy Diwali to you too..." her eyes twinkled.
"I should leave now... see you around..." he got up to leave.
" Thank you for coming... yes will see you around..." and her smile said more.
Yet again, a festival was successful in doing what it was created to do... re-unite souls...
With love,
Sanjukta.