It was a sultry night and moon
had done its role in shining and showering hues of romance on the earth. Divya
whispered sweet nothings in his ears and smiled. Her long hair fell on her bare
back and she looked extremely sensuous. The nude lips and innocuous smile made
her lover want her more. He winked at her and got up at once to leave. She
tried to stop him but he would just not listen. At last he left her in the dark
room. Just the moon beaming at her. Her eyes were moist and tears glowed like
pearls. Though the city was dark, the moon spread its blanket of shine and it
fell on her bare back. She smiled. She had a lovely and a loyal companion, the
moon, in her lonely nights. What were in those eyes? One could not tell.
Divya got up from her bed and sat
near the balcony. The quaint fashioned room did look beautiful. She hurriedly wrote
a letter to her friend Sheema. Tears rolled down her cheeks when she wrote each
and every word. Only her friend could take her out of this mess, she thought
firmly. Her husband betrayed her. He brought her to this mess. She pulled her
diary from her bag and flipped pages to find out the number of her Sheema. All
her belongings were destroyed by her husband when he brought her to this place.
Only this old diary was saved from that monster. And there she got her friend's
Fate was not in her favour, Divya
thought for a while. Calls were unanswered. The letter she had written to
Sheema had come back. Then where was she? Had she shifted to a new place? Why hadn't she called her? Divya's head
spinned. She went to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee to soothe her mind. A
thought occurred to her. How could Sheema call when her phone and everything
was destroyed? This was her new life which gave only sadness.
Night came with its own saga. She
loathed the nights but those were the only moments when she could shed bucket
full of tears without getting noticed. The sorrow came like a thief in a night,
enough to steal her from herself. Divya lost everything. Her family saw death
in the earthquake. She missed her family a lot. Somedays, she thought she would
just leave this world forever. But, not at a cost of her child. A child which
is seeing lot of dreams in her womb and in months time, would be in flesh and
bones. She may not have answers about child's father but at least aimed to give
a good life to her child. She had done a diploma course in Fashion designing.
It was her dream to become a good designer but fate played its own role and
brought her to this abyss.
The mystery of her friend
disturbed her a lot. She couldn't sleep properly at night. Sometimes,s he would
wake up with a nightmare related to her friend. She thought, all this should
stop at once. She determined to go herself and check her whereabouts.
Nights came and passed. She had
to abide with the rules and laws that was bestowed upon her. Unwillinglyshe had to deck up and spend the night with
unknown man. Yet again. With every person, she thought she would find a heart
and emotion too but she failed and got only stone. She wanted to yell and ask
the person to stop but she lay there like a corpse. She did not show any
interest nor she managed to move. Scheme of thoughts related to Sheema ran
inside her head.
always feel that how did we get our name. What was the thought in our parents'
mind that stirred them to name us with a specific name. When I sat with my
friends, we raised a topic of names. Lot goes in to name someone, isnt it? Some
are named after flower, some, after their grandmother or grandfather, some
after victory, some after favourite goddess and so on. When everybody was
telling the tales of their own life and how they ended up with that particular
name, I was pretty amazed to tell mine too. French fries and Ice tea spiced
with mint were there to make all of them listen with complete eagerness to my
story. As I love telling tales laced with fictional themes, I am pretty sure
that people will not go bored by listening to me. So here I am with my very own
day was bright and happy. It was the month of October. Usually Chennai is known
for its scorching sun and intense heat, Reema and Mahesh felt that it would
rain any minute. Reema was happy and cheerful as she had seen enough of the
heat. As she was carrying a tummy full baby of 8 months old, she wanted some
weather change. Rain gods showed mercy and for an expecting mother and a full
grown infant, it rained. The clouds came. It turned gloomy all over and it
rained cats and dogs. In a few days, Reema and Mahesh were going to welcome
their baby soon. But what about their two year old son? Was he equally excited?
No he was not. He feared the competition that he would have to face as the
newcomer would take far more attention than he. He was disappointed and was not
at all ready to give the baby a warm welcome. But truth was truth and he was
soon going to have a baby sister or brother to fight with him and laugh with
returned after her morning walk. She was the one who acted as a midwife and
handled all the deliveries in that particular street in Kanchipuram. Her name
Thaiyamma came from the very fact that she gave the joy of motherhood to mother
and child both as we all know that if mother gives birth to a child, child is
more responsible for mother's rebirth. Hence, Thaiyamma emerged as a godmother
to many mothers.
day she was not feeling well. Even in that state, she came to have a look at
Reema. Mahesh was on tour and had to go to Mumbai for a fortnight. Reema was
with her 2 year old son Rishi. As soon as she saw Thaiyamma come to her home,
she fetched a glass of water and gave it to her. Thaiyamma did not have child
but treated every mother as her own daughter. She poured her love and joy in
each and every household. Rishi sat in Thaiyamma's lap and was showing his
drawings. The two enjoyed each other's company for a while when Thaiyamma saw
couple of books with names. She asked if Reema and Mahesh has come up with any
name for their new arrival. Reema smiled. She said that the search is on and
would come up with a nice name soon. Reema gave Thaiyamma a cup of coffee and
Thaiyamma left Reema's place joyfully. She checked Reema;s health and asked her
to take rest. Reema felt at peace as Thaiyamma acted as a pillar of strength
during this time.
went back to her search. She checked lot of books. She liked some but curiosity
to search more gripped her. As the days went by, the tension increased in her
mind. She had to be ready with a name, she thought. She had scribbled few names
in her diary. The names were Vidya, Sukanya and many others which she and
Mahesh had equally liked.
Reema loved to read books. That was the
novelty which she always loved to invest on. After finishing the household
chores, she returned to her book world. Rishi also took to reading because of
her. That was the jolly good time she had when Mahesh left her with Rishi. She
could splurge on books. Those days, Vikatan and Kumudam was in vogue. Every
household had a pile of books which had lot of informative articles and many
gossips related to political and film world.
afternoon, after her daily routine of putting Rishi to bed after his school
hours, she went to have a look at Kumudam, she read few articles and saw
colourful pictures of actresses and actors. As she was flipping the pages, she
saw Bhagyaraj and his wife with a babygirl. She was looking so innocent as she
lay in their arms. She was tiny and neatly tucked with a white cloth. The
interest to read increased in Reema's mind. Bhagyaraj and his wife were
welcoming their daughter. The daughter's name was Saranya. A spark came over
Reema's mind. As if the universe sent some hidden message to her, her eyes
twinkled after reading that name. She spelled that name again and again. She
was not aware of her senses but she was taking that name for more than 5
minutes. Rishi moved a little hearing his mother's soft whisper. As if the sign
of the almighty, Rains came all of a sudden. Reema thought this is how it
should be. I will name my daughter as Saranya. She quickly checked the meaning
of the name. The first name of Goddess Durga. She will have lot of power and
she will never fear of anything. She will ward off the evils and she will stand
up for herself.
One month later
sat with Reema and her new infant "Saranya". She was overjoyed by
seeing the baby. The baby looked healthy and winked at her. Rishi sat in
Mahesh's lap. All were looking beautiful. Thaiyamma thought, this is a perfect
family. A picture perfect would be the right word.
This post is part of Project 365 daily post.
Whats your name? What is the meaning of your name? How did you get it?