A Fine Sunday.

I thought to let loose my flow of feelings. I believe, that is the only process, which will allow me to soak the day more clearly. It was a regular day, a very usual. But it was a Sunday, I sharply remember. Everyone was at home. I was busy doing some chores. Soon after finishing, I leaped upstairs at the terrace. Witnessing the full stretched Sun, I went near mom and sat beside her. She whispered and said, "eta dekh". I said, "keno? ki eta, ke banalo?" holding a paper Airplane. A bit dusty and half crooked. She said, "por bhetore ki lekha ache". I was both amazed and curious at the same time. Just to see what is written inside. I pulled each strand of the page, delicately, and found a sentence written. " Amader saathe kotha bolo"

I wonder who wrote it. The moment I started thinking, mom held my hand and said, "ora pathiyeche". As I now got my answer. I kept the plane where I sat, and went to them. To actually talk. Then we talked and tagged as friends. It was the walls that separated us. Rishi and Rusha. Both are siblings. Both of them then and there declared the plan. About how to blow out a portion of each of our walls. They also told me, about how they will build a bridge between. So that we can meet often. Rishi told me he will buy a boat anchor. So that he can tie a rope with that. At one end he will tie the anchor, and to another, he will tie it with his waist. He said he will ask his sister, Rusha to hold one of his legs. Then they will throw the anchor to our terrace, and they promised us that they will land safely. We laughed. Just to lighten their thought process and to extinguish their dangerous imaginary desire. But the major thing which made me write is about their desperate wants to 'Talk'. I ponder how lonely they must be feeling, and to get out of that solitariness. They wrote us a letter. Everyday they are sending me the paper planes whenever they do not get to see me. Don't you think, it was a call for help? I believe standing beside humans is a noble act. Keep supporting, spread humanism. Happy Valentine's Day!

The pictures were being captured the very next day.