Why is no one answering the phone? Annoyed Arun wondered. The phone kept on ringing as if the call is just for him and no one else is listening it ringing. Yaso ghadi herya bharkhar 7:30 bajechha byanko. He was so tired...long flight... aadha rat samma ta hijo gaf gardai bityo...ani byan byan yo jharko lagdo phone...man manai fatfatayo Arun.
"Hello" Arun responded the call nindrako surma.
A brief silence prevailed. "Hello" Arun repeated the word.
"Yo kaha paryo?" A lady's voice hit his ear piece.
This sort of questions from a caller always irritated Arun. Obviously, jaha garya ho tyahi paryo, whereelse? Yeah, jaha garna khojya ho phone tyaha napareko huna sakchha tara garya ja ho parya ta tyahi ho ni..So, why ask?
"Tapaile kaha gareko?" Arun responded the lady's question with his own.
"kaha paryo bhannus na" The lady insisted. The voice sounded sweeter this time.
"Maharajgunj" Arun answered as if he gave in to that sweetness of the voice on the other side.
Arun heard just breathing going on at the other end for a moment or two then heard another question chasing him "Rekha dijjuko ghar ho?"
Arun's mind took a quick spin to process the question and prompted him to say "ho" to the query. Rekha is his bhauju. That "dijju" caused the spin.
Tyo "ho" answer le suspense sakiyo hola bhaneko ta...
"Ko boleko?" Another question sprang from the sweet side.
"Now this is too much" Arun said to himself but then suddenly felt like he knows the voice. Or does he?
He tried to recognize the voice... The sweet voice rang again "Hazur ko bolibakseko?" Arun liked the upgrade from "ko boleko" to "Hazur ko bolibakseko".
In fact, that "hazur" address sounded so wonderful to Arun that he felt and saw goosebumps rise and settle all over him.
"Ma Arun" he replied. "I know her I know her" he kept on saying to himself but could not tell who she was.
"When did you return home?" She asked.
"Yesterday" Arun's mind wildly zoomed in to a close range this time to identify that sweet voice.
"You already wiped me out...didn't you?" She asked.
"Absolutely, not." Arun paused a second and quickly asked
"How are you Dibya?"--- Right on time---, he thanked his mind.
Nothing but silence -challenged only by his counter question "Is she not Dibya?"-lingered.
"Dibya, who?" The lady asked.
Now Arun got confused. Who is she? He wondered. Ek ta nindrako sur jhan tyasmathi byan byan dekhi suspense ko dabab?
"I am sorry, I thought you?re Dibya?" He did not know what else to say.
?Yeah, I am Dibya but who is Dibya to you?? She asked again this time adding some softness to her already sweet voice.
.........kramasha:...
