“Hand-in-Hand”  a short story :

In a perfectly cool and breezy morning in the picturesque valleys of the famous Indian hill station, Manali, alongside river Beas in Himachal Pradesh, the crimson sunlight had started turning into a bright yellow. A red-haired German girl, looking beautifully pristine in the morning’s glory, trudged along with the overgrown trees. The rays fell on her from in- between the trees. Her golden skin appeared paler as she got tired, looking for the Main Road.

She walked faster when she noticed someone passionately clicking the jungle. Moving towards his direction, she bumped into him. He was a tall, fair Indian man with locks till below his shoulder, carrying a sophisticated lens camera. As she spoke, he seemed too amused with her face to notice her anxiety at all. But when he absorbed the information his concern peaked.

She apprehensively asked for help. He readily agreed to help her and thus accompanied her on the route to the Main Road. He gave her his hand for trudging safely on the uneven grounds. This was the first instance of trust between them. Motivated by it, he offered her guidance for her stay as he being a regular visitor to this place and knew it quite well. The girl accepted as he had been kind to her.

He stationed her in a beautiful hotel room in the lap of the most beautiful snow-capped mountains. The trust grew as there were conversations, breathtaking views of the mountains, playing sprees by the river, shopping along, and sharing of stories from their lives, all holding hands. The time was remarkable and was like a dream for both of them. And then suddenly the 6 days of togetherness ended. As they bid their goodbyes, they knew not if they would meet again or remain travellers and never cross paths again. Their leaving trains put their questions away as the whistles blew.

After a few months, another road tram arrived somewhere in the middle of Switzerland, precisely Zurich. In the city of green pastures with white snow sprinkled finely, the German girl alighted. She waived at a taxi. Another tall man from the other side of the road shouted and ran to the taxi. His pony and pyjamas danced as he ran.

Then they saw each other. Amused and surprised, they took the taxi together. There they were, their beaming faces suggested that there was no looking back now. They were to see many places together now, hand in hand, and make sure the memories were well captured in his camera for a lifetime. Love chances upon you in the most unexpected ways and brightens your life making it beautiful forever.

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Priyanka Kanjilal

Priyanka Kanjilal

A computer graduate who is now a full-time writer, Priyanka feels that stories are a medium to narrate and share the various experiences of life.

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