Yellow

Yellow memories of the lake

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“No. I’m never gonna miss this place. I’m gonna miss this chocolate though. It’s only found here isn’t?” she said, munching on her chocolate stick.
“Yeah, a local brand. They fill generous amount of chocolate into it!” Ria smiled in satisfaction as she nibbled her’s.

They heard the church bells ringing as they walked lazily on a gentle downhill. Late evening walk was one thing they liked doing the most after a tiring day. Five to six hours of classes everyday was tough to bear. Those walks on the cleanest and the smoothest roads in India, admist the greenery and peace, used to be stress busters for them.
“The angel bells!” Ria closed her eyes in contemplation. She had done her schooling from a Christian convent and carried it’s ethics in her blood.
Chhaya had never been in a Christian vicinity before. Hence the two years of her Btech life had been interesting as she learnt about a completely different community then her’s. They were in a place where seventy percent population was Christian.

Walking, they reached the lake side-the most beautiful spot of their campus. On the other side of the lake was the Multiuse convention hall. It faced away from the lake. The lake reflected the light from the hall. Ria played Chhaya’s favourite, “Yellow” by Coldplay on her cellphone. Dusk was over and night had fallen by then.
“Look at the stars, look how they shine for you…” they both looked up at the full moon as they duetted.
A lazy spring evening, a full moon at the edge of the lake with your best mate, contemplating life. What could be more serene!

“I wish I was Elsa from Frozen. I would’ve turned the water into ice and would’ve danced on it…watching the reflection of my steps. Wouldn’t it have been like dancing on a mirror? Or like dancing among the stars it reflects? Imagine walking on it Ria, it would feel like the whole world is upside down! You will just walk on it effortlessly like an ant on the ceiling.”
She picked up a stone and threw it into the lake. It created ripples with edges glistening like some shiny metal.
“I wish I was a paperboat and these ripples would’ve taken me to the hall. I wish I was a shadow. I would’ve walked my way to the hall…”
“You are a shadow Chhaya” joked Ria as she gestured double qoutes around the word Chhaya.
“Yes..I’m a chhaya. I’m a shadow…” she replied half awoken from her thoughts.

They stood there without saying a word, immersed into deep thoughts, sinking as deep as into the lake itself.
“Come on let’s go. It’s seven already. The guard won’t let us into the hostel.” Ria checked her phone.
“Huh…yeah..”Chhaya rose from her thoughts.
As they walked silently towards their hostel, Chhaya weeped “I’m going to miss this place”
“I know” said Ria as she spread her arms around her and smiled.
“You’ll be the one to miss it the most baby…”

Photo by: Mike Gildon Lyndem (one of my best mates)