Eve

It’s 3 in the morning. Soumya and Soumyadeep are planning to sleep though they don’t know whether it is a wise decision to sleep or not; because they have to leave the flat at around 4.30 and reach Howrah station by 5.30. They are going Maithon. And only the last evening, the three spent one of the most exciting moments of their lives at BBD Bag area in deciding where to go. They found the train, found the lodge, found the hunger in them.

Kolkata is a very nice city with its fast life. The streets are nice, the signals are better, the traffic is best. The 3 idiots spend most of their time in these streets (don’t get surprised; it’s the job!). But only a year ago they were not like this. One of them tries to catch the old charm of college life, so usually gets into JU campus almost every day. Another finds his home comfortable, keeping some pains inside himself. The 3^rd one finds solace in something else, trying to cover up his sins: The 3 monkeys of Kolkata.

No one knows these three guys. They are not popular in their localities. They don’t play in the state or national levels. They didn’t get rank in the plus-2 exams. They are not scientists. They are very ordinary. Just like you. Shocked!! So let’s start. Let’s call them X, Y and Z.

X is a very simple person. He had been a very good student (not the best) in his school days. In 2005 he got into JU EE dept. He couldn’t perform their well. Don’t ask why. Because engineering students don’t know the reasons. They only know the effects. Perhaps he tried to know only a few effects. That’s why he still gets scolded by his girlfriend ( plz don’t laugh. Many of us have this luck :P). Everyone used to make laugh of him. He was a “khorak maal” of the group. His innocent smiles would never get dry. At least he had the heart to feel a heart.

Y, I don’t know much about him. But as far as I have known him, he never hurts. He is almost like X. The basic difference is that he is a bit introvert. He speaks rarely about his love, his family. He speaks less. He thinks more, thinks smart. To quote: “my processor speed is almost 3GHz but the RAM is not that good”. He had spent his old times in quite a different way from that of Z’s.

Z is a very bad person. He is very selfish. He uses people to enjoy. He only thinks of himself. But he, doing so, never wants to hurt people. He is, all the time, dealing with problems, of his, of others. He thinks no one understands him. That’s his problem. He is the man, who has so many dreams. But the reality has something different in store for him.

These three blokes came from different backgrounds, different societies. They lived their lives in almost different ways. But the fates brought them together. The entrapped minds tried to break free at the same time. May be they were tired of the city. May be Yan Martel changed the minds. May be the forests were beckoning. May be one of them was trying to flee away from the near death or may be one of them tried to know how it feels to perceive the wretchedness. The three might had something very uncommon that kept them fighting for tickets of the train to go into the wilds. But they came closer and together they fought to jump off the barriers. X, perhaps wanted to enjoy because he seemed tired of the daily ragging of his girlfriend or parents. Y seemed tired of himself and thought this could be the way. Z was actually trying to escape from the present, from the reality. He didn’t know how to cope up with the difficulties. Perhaps the first time in his life or the second!

They are now asleep, maybe. They can’t be seen. The lights are off. They are the not the gunners like ‘Sid’ or ‘DJ’ of RDB. They are not creating history by making this short trip. But their hearts are clean. They need further purification. The young hearts are trying to beat in the same rhythm as those of the research scholars, trying their best to invent the cure-alls. The dreams inside them need a ‘surge’ to hold them back from dissipation. This trip may prove the effects. I am just waiting to see how these innocent hearts sing so that I can stop being selfish. Because I want to live again like them, happily.