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It had been a month since they came to Savanpur. Kunal
had told her that they could leave in a couple of days.
"Get packing, Suni, the next batch of doctors are here, we can go back now."
She sighed. She hadn't realised, that a whole month had passed by and it was finally time to leave. She had been so engrossed with the lives of the little girl down the hillock that she didn't know what she would do once she was back home. She decided to capture every moment of the little girl so that she could keep her in her memories forever.
She carried a camera along with
her and sat down on her favorite perching place positioning her camera. The little girl
was walking towards the shrub with the pickaxe in her hands.
Click…click…click… she went on clicking the pictures with an
urgency that she could not explain. She had still not been able to get a shot
of the girl’s face. As she kept her lens focused on her face, something
happened; the girl looked up at her!
‘I don’t want to miss
this shot, she thought, this is as
close as it gets. I might not get
another shot of her face if I don’t hurry.
Another click.
Ah! Nice shot!’ she patted herself.
And then she froze!
No, she had to be
sure.
She focused her lens on the girl again but she had her back
turned to her.
With trembling hands, Sunita switched the mode of her camera
from ‘click’ to ‘view’ to have a closer look at the girl’s face. Hair in disarray, sun burnt face, stubby
fingers that looked like they were 50 years old, a pile of sticks nestling
between them and her tiny frame…no, her Komal wasn't like this. She was a soft as silk, her hair was beautiful, black and silky, her skin was fair and glowing, her hands were the chubbiest and pinkest that she had ever seen. This couldn't be Komal!
And then she saw the eyes….Deep black
eyes…..Komal…! Unmistakably Komal!
Her heart thumped so hard she could almost hear it …it seemed to be
pumping a millions beats a minute! She stood up, hardly able to breath, her
face flushed with joy. She stumbled down the hill, falling down and then
rolling a considerable distance before she could find flat ground. She searched
for the shanty and ran towards it as soon as it met her eyes. The little girl
had just reached her home, the pile still balanced on her head. She saw Sunita
and gave a little gasp; her eyes wide with shock. She dropped the pile to the
ground and rushed into Sunits’a arms.
“Mamma…” she clung to her mother’s bosom like she’d never
let her go, crying bitterly, shaking with relief.
“Oh Komal, Mamma’s so sorry,” she said amidst sobs, kissing
her child madly. "Mamma is so sorry darling! I will never ever leave you alone like that."
The woman watched the two of them, with tears streaming down
her own eyes.
“I am…..” began Sunita, walking towards her.
“I understood that you are her mother.”
“How did you find her?” Sunita wanted to know.
“I was cleaning the hotel corridor that day, when this child
was standing at the door crying. Suddenly the hotel started shaking and without
thinking twice, I grabbed her and jumped out of the window. We rolled down this
hillock and lay here for quite some time, must have been days…" she paused as if she had been transported back to that day all over again.
"I brought her to
the relief center but in the mad rush, no one bothered to help me. They took down the details but no one ever got back to me.Your girl
was in shock and wouldn’t speak anything for so many days. I decided to keep
her with me till someone came looking for her. She kept asking for you,
screaming for you in her sleep. I taught her little things to keep her
occupied. She’s a smart girl,” she said patting the girl’s head.
“I have seen how well you cared for my little girl.How can I ever thank you….”
“Don’t. I don’t have a family, so I must thank god that he
brought this girl into my life, though briefly, or else amidst all this
devastation, I would have lost my mind.”
“You must come with us, I’m sure Komal will want you to….”
She said thinking of how well the woman had taken care of Komal. It was now her
turn to give back.
"No..no..don't bother about me, I'll be fine." said the woman, visibly pained at the impending parting.
Komal took the woman’s hand in hers and smiled. The woman nodded her head and smiled at Komal. She was now
family too.
****the end****
