| Author: | Hiranya Borah | ISBN: | 9781370701995 |
| Publisher: | Hiranya Borah | Publication: | October 23, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Hiranya Borah |
| ISBN: | 9781370701995 |
| Publisher: | Hiranya Borah |
| Publication: | October 23, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
She was fast, real fast in driving her i-10 Hundai car. Continuously I saw her black car zipping past my car for a year in 2009-10 while returning home from my office in the evening. The car used to overtake my car in a break neck speed on Lodhi Road between the Safdarjung Tomb and CGO Complex turn. Despite of my best efforts, I could not see the face of the girl properly. However, I could find out that she had short cut hair; but not boys’ cut. I cannot be sure, whether she was beautiful or not; but again I could able to know that she was fair; I could guess this from her neck line. However, I can guarantee that her favourite colour was black; because her car was black and in ninety percent cases she was wearing black dress; from Black saree to black blazer. It will be wrong if I claim that I was indifferent to her; I was always very much interested to know about the young lady with the black car.
After almost one year of sighting the comet (the lady with the black car), it vanished into the thin air. I felt a void in my heart. What happened to her? Whether she had changed her timing? Whether she met an accident? Whether she had changed her route? Whether she changed her car? Whether she had changed her residence? Whether she had been transferred out of Delhi? If she was unmarried, had she been married to someone? Whether she started keeping a driver? There were another hundred questions about that unknown girl! But not a single answer!
She was fast, real fast in driving her i-10 Hundai car. Continuously I saw her black car zipping past my car for a year in 2009-10 while returning home from my office in the evening. The car used to overtake my car in a break neck speed on Lodhi Road between the Safdarjung Tomb and CGO Complex turn. Despite of my best efforts, I could not see the face of the girl properly. However, I could find out that she had short cut hair; but not boys’ cut. I cannot be sure, whether she was beautiful or not; but again I could able to know that she was fair; I could guess this from her neck line. However, I can guarantee that her favourite colour was black; because her car was black and in ninety percent cases she was wearing black dress; from Black saree to black blazer. It will be wrong if I claim that I was indifferent to her; I was always very much interested to know about the young lady with the black car.
After almost one year of sighting the comet (the lady with the black car), it vanished into the thin air. I felt a void in my heart. What happened to her? Whether she had changed her timing? Whether she met an accident? Whether she had changed her route? Whether she changed her car? Whether she had changed her residence? Whether she had been transferred out of Delhi? If she was unmarried, had she been married to someone? Whether she started keeping a driver? There were another hundred questions about that unknown girl! But not a single answer!
