Remembering those sunny days with bumpy roads, without clear vision, trees are wrinkling the leaves and they made to ripen with seasons out of fresh blossoms. We used to fight for simple reasons all the time. Though, she was younger. She was vigorous with her gentle love towards me and she was pivotal girl in house, takes decision as quick as my dad.
I can’t believe it’s been a month but, it seems ages to me of having a rift between us after her marriage and leading life successfully. She came home all the way from Hyderabad to here (kolanukonda) for her first festival Ugadi (Telugu New Year) with a lot of lavishly renowned expectations along with her husband. I made to move towards Bus station to pick her up but, it was washed out after perceiving her face .It was in anxiety, anger and fear. She got down from bus and leaped towards vehicle. Don’t know what’s happening? And no words were exchanged with us in the vehicle.
I am bit mousy and wanna know briskly what happened on the bus? But, she was in hurry moving here and there. My questions were unanswered. I didn’t find any space to find out, what is the issue? She shut the washroom door quickly and had hair wash about an hour. But, I don’t wanna know it from brother-in-law. She Slept all the day and woke up in the evening. Came to me while having tea, sat down on lawn, closed her eyes and had profound breath. Iam SORRY! She whispered. I didn’t understand, why she said sorry. Then she asked me informal way “How is your work going on”? It’s good, I replied and I didn’t wanna raise any questions. She had some tea and made some space to explain, the reason behind her anger, anxiety and what made her feel SORRY.
I was overwhelmed with this waiting and much nosy to come here and have fun with you. But, with lots of work at office I was only one day early for the festival. Meanwhile, I had symptoms of my monthly friend (periods).
Packed everything for well-being, had napkins in the bag. We are on time and waiting for the bus. I am bit clumsy with hulking crowd.10 minutes later we are on the bus around 11:16PM. In conversation with husband didn’t know when I slept. In the middle of night, suddenly someone was poking on my shoulder. It went for four to five times. In a blur, a girl came to me and said something in pacific way. Then I got to know, someone possessing soupy bleeding and needs napkin promptly. Everything gone and made to find my bag I didn’t find it. Constantly I tried to wake up my husband to get it. But, didn’t fag out. Rushed towards driver and asked to stop bus swiftly and explained him in brief. Got down from the bus, rushed towards luggage and found my bag. Surprisingly I went to check thrice and I was mad as I didn’t find napkins in the bag. What went wrong and how it happened? I didn’t want to waste my time here and thinking. I asked driver to move on to nearby bus station. Meanwhile someone got down and they were pissing out. Driver said “MADAM IT TAKES ABOUT 20 MINUTES to nearby bus station”.
Later on it took about 25 minutes to reach out there and I didn’t find a shop with napkins. What went wrong and what is happing? I made to yell such a louder on myself and asked driver to move on for the next bus station. While moving on espied the medical store at brink of road. Got down there and had three packs of napkins. I Asked driver don’t put on lights and stop the bus at coming toll plaza. Got into bus and gave those to her. And instructed, you can change your pad at coming toll plaza’s washroom. Then sat into my seat while some time later heard murmuring. It was my husband “who asked you to go and get those?” I was gloomy with that question. I replied, why shouldn’t I? I didn’t get any answer from him; he just gazed at me with such a long way. He turned the other side and slept. I Just closed my eyes and Thinking about the incident. Don’t know when I fell into sleep.
Woke up at 7o clock at Vijayawada bus station. Don’t know what happened whether driver stopped it or not? They changed pad or not? In that sprint, driver didn’t stop the bus . I scolded myself and sought for them. I was impotent to find her in bus and bus station.
This is what happened last night in the bus. And I was so anger on myself and it was carried with you too. So, I am sorry. …then, I realized to take an initiative; she murmured. You mean to say…! I amused. All set silence for a moment, explained about keeping a box filled with safety napkins and do make arrangements to put it down in busses as BOX FOR SELF RESPECT and spread awareness among passengers
You are younger to me but, you are as elder as to me in thinking and anger too. (Laughs) What you have done last night was beyond my notions. And proud of myself as you are my sister.