Did You Say Something ? Part 4

Continued from part 3

At 20 years of age, how could be a person, irrespective of age, so resolute? She was five years younger than me and already had been through much affliction. She talked just like my mother, exhibited frivolities of my little sister and unflinching quality of a daredevil. But certainly, do not deserve to be a girl friend of mine.

Sorry readers to interrupt you. Though I am in a state of desolation, but could not fetter myself for commenting on the burlesque of this silly boy. Albeit he doesn’t know the full story of her till now, but even at this stage, she is veneration personified. What qualities is he seeking for her girlfriend? He doesn’t have nerve to admit what actually he wants. I know what he is looking for because I myself is that fool. He is afraid of her being detrimental to his conceit. Please continue reading for my sake. I am devastated. Only thing left for me, is that I can talk to you. Now back to the boy and girl.

“Keep your bucks with you. And I am not interested in Ice cream either. I still adhere to my earlier view, that is wait some more minutes.”

“All right I agree with you as well. Let us savor the beauty of this repose called night. Do you know the fear of going alone on the deserted street in night, is the best adventure nature has provided us for free? All right, Don’t fret, make it two instead of being alone, but certainly not more than two. Also being alone in night enhances your creativity because by the night mind is tired and it revolts against any extraneous thought. It wants to work in amicable environment. Well, there is misuse of every faculty nature has provided us. Let us not forget, problems are created by mind so they are solved by mind. And now you know mind is more creative in the night.”

This was little sort of benediction. I was not averse to what she did say. I humbly jotted down one or two points in mind.

“I agree with you. You are impeccably right when you say that creativity of mind is at his best in night times. For example, creativity of delinquents increases manifold in the night.”

Just as I uttered these words, immediately I started sweating profusely. I was wet thoroughly. Instead of saying something, I could make only a muffled sound. I gesticulated stretching my hand in a certain direction. The girl immediately noticed the signal of mine. Two goons were approaching us.

“Talk devil and devil is here. No I am wrong two devils are here.” She did not notice my perspiration but started instructing me how to carry out her edicts faithfully. I nodded silently. They were very close to us. One of them started talking gibberish.

“Uh enjoying! You can do whatever you like with the girl. You are safe under our protection. Everyone around us know who we are. No one will disturb you. We shall not even charge protection money from you. When you are finished just handover the girl to us. Start now!.”

I was no more a living entity or rather I was in a morbid state. But the girl was not flinching.

“I like stronger people. I will take my boyfriend later on. First you two decide who shall take it first. He looks more muscular. I shall prefer him,” she said with gusto.

It is not only human being but whole living being in this universe that can’t resist the temptation of being chosen by a fair sex. It was the same here. The two goons consulted each other and the so called muscular one came forward.

“Send your friend little far away so that he can’t disturb us,” she instructed the goon. The muscular one happily complied. His friend was nowhere near us. After getting rid of one of them she looked more assertive now.

“What is your good name gentle man? Forgot your name doesn’t matter. Now you listen carefully what I am going to say.” It was nothing less than a thunderbolt. The muscular one was all ears to her. He was listening as he was instructed.

“First thing first. We two are karate people. We give tuition in nearby karate academy. I think you know very well that academy. So we are not scared of goons. Though I am younger than my friend, I am senior to him. I am a black belt holder and my friend just earned yellow belt. Actually he needs some practical training. Karate is all about hitting specific points of the body. I think you understand it now. It is not the burly one that wins in karate but the one who has good practice of hitting those points. That is why women are usually good in karate. No hard feelings. But we can’t miss such an opportunity of a good practice.”

She immediately signaled me for what I was supposed to do. I am a hanuman devotee and I prayed Him to help me. Without losing a moment, I hit hard him on the face. The sound generated was so boisterous that it reached the other person instantly and I saw his friend running for his safety. The hit was so hard that I could see his swollen face.

“Now gentleman, it is my turn to have a little practice.” No sooner did she say this, the muscular man ran away for his life.

To be continued