Night Blooming Flowers

            It was first time when a girl acquired place in my heart. I was so impressed with her and just in first meet I approached her parents for our marriage proposal. It was so crazy but I mean too.

I think it was a great decision to attend cousin’s wedding at Delhi where I meet her instead of workshop at Chandigarh. Those beautiful eyes, Melodious voice, and what a gorgeous girl she is. I wonder how someone can be so houri. I am sure God was also unable to create so charmer like her again.

Girls do not suit me but not in case of Divya, she was governing my heart since that day. It was not only because of her beauty, I felt something special with her, very special but there was despair and a silent storm in her, which are like disrupt in her wholeness.

I think it was due to her late fiancé but this was 2-year-old incident.

So many questions were in Dev’s mind while driving Mercedes car toward Divya. Dev Bhatiya a Delhi's young businessperson who never seem so nerves like this before, wearing white shirt and black jeans looking very smart seems he does not want to make any mistake in their meet.                                                   

She sat in the Starbucks cafe, sipping her coffee and staring out of the window. The blood stained knife lay next to her handbag, covered with her blue silk scarf. She was wearing a simple light color legin kurta, also a bandage was wrapped on her left wrist. Dev was shocked when he noticed her wrist, was she tried to committed suicide? He seen her as a well-grown lady then why she tried so, And Coffee? But she denied coffee in marriage, according to her it reminds her some painful memories.

Dev occupied a chair in front of her roughly. He seeing her in extreme sorrow it was presentation of her colic pain, which I experienced, in our first meet.

Dev asked to divya “are you ok?” while comforting him selves.

Divya, was looking so much different then Dev's dreams. She was in deep expressions of sadness; disorderly hair styled, she replied “NO” after a long silence.

Dev questioned “What happened with you?”

“I do not want to get married.” She replied.

“That’s why you did this? You can say this once to me.” Dev was getting angery.

“Vijay is my life, I don’t want to cheat a man who Martyr for the country. This will not do by me to give his place to anyone else. My heart will always throb for him, and he deserves too.” She said with dewy throat.

Dev were listening with broken heart each word striking to his heart like a hammer.

“I cannot bear marriage pressure any more. Vijay was and will remain my life, if I become someone’s life partner, it will apart me from my life.”

"That’s why you choose to took this step, are u crazy? Do you know you are going to kill him again? These will hart him definitely. Do you think he would happy to see you in such condition?”

“Are you listening? Do not do this again. If you, this will spoil two lives. Just remember one thing I will not show clemency with knife over my wrist if you do this again.” When Divya was quite Dev spoke loudly.

Divya was in shock after dev’s reply, dev was staring Divya continuously. She started to cry.

After some time she replied, “I don’t stop due to Ruth on self, I stopped because I think Vijay was with me, and he stopped me. I bring this knife to show you how much pain in me. Vijay's Memories has become my life.”

Impassible faced Dev slowly said, “Please give me a chance.”

“We have already discussed about it.”

“A chance to bring happiness again in your life, you cannot be like this forever.”

Divya was silent, dev thought she also want to get away from this soreness. After a long silence she replied, “ok, Vijay had a wish, With regret it became his last wish too.”

"Just tell me, was it."

“There were some flowers in Sangam Vihar-Delhi, which crumbly only in night and Vijay wants to blossom them in day light.”

Dev did not understand anything, he asked, "What?" Divya looked at him like she said find it in your own way.

“Anything else which I can do for you?”

“Please, bring him back if you can.” Said while crying.

Divya got up and went away, and meeting ended here.

Mrs. Sudha joshi  divya’s mother was waiting for her, shower of questions were started as soon she entered into home. Mrs. Shudha is a housewife, and she was always in worry about her daughter’s future, she want a good person like dev as her son in low, she fired questions about her meeting with Dev. Suddenly she noticed bandage on Divya’s wrist and shouted on her. Divya quickly entered into her room, closed the door, and started crying. At same movement Divya’s father Mr. Ravindra joshi who is a government servant came to home and saw her wife shouting.

"What happened, why are you shouting?” with a shock Mr Joshi told.

"She tried to suicide, her wrist was injured.” Mrs. Joshi replied frustrated.

“Is she all right, why did she do this?”

“Yes, you know very well. Don’t know what is wrong with her? Why is she not try to forget her past and move on."

His father started knocking Divya's room door, after a while she opened the door; she was crying and hanged on her father. She fell asleep in her mother’s lap. When she woke up her mother told her that dev had came but he didn’t disturb you. He left a box for you.

Box contained an invitation card for his new school inauguration on day to next tomorrow with some night blooming flowers, and a note “I have something to show you, it’s about Vijay’s wish. Please come at school’s inauguration.”

Divya was in porch of Dev’s school, she was looking very beautiful in red Salwar Kurti. It was a one-hectare campus having a big sport ground and four-storey building well painted and architect. This school really shows the standard of Maa Sharda Schools series. She was looking for dev. She was surrounding with two types of community one was well-dressed couples they must belong from high society and other side some not well dressed children.

Suddenly a boy aged 7-8 years was running and impinged Divya, boy fall down. There was a scratch on his knee. She duck and lifted the boy.

 “Is it paining?”Divya with soreness to boy.

“Yes.” Boy replied.

“Where are your parents?”

“They are no more.”

“Then how you reached here, with relative?”

 “No, I do not have any family.”

Dev called out divya, she turned he put on grey suit, which suits on him.

“This boy is one of those alone night blooming flowers.” Dev told to Divya.

Dev called one man from his staff who took child for first aid. Divya understood what Dev wants to say and looked at him very gratefully. Some journalists were standing behind Devhe turn's and they started questioning and taking pictures of him.

Journalist 1:- “This school seems like barter, isn’t it?”

“This time I did not think about profit in terms of money, I chose for profiting humanity, society. So it’s a pure profit making school for these children.” Dev answered.

Journalist 2: - “Typical businessperson to kindhearted man is there any special reason?”

“Yes, Just because of some good person entered into my life. If you all please excuse me I would like to introduce Miss Divya Joshi, who inspired me to do this. Just because of her, this is going to be happening. It is our humble request to Miss Joshi please inaugurate this amazing school." Dev said gracefully.

Divya cut the ribbon and when she Unveiled Foundation stone. There were tears of happiness in her eyes. Stone had word as-

“Lieutenant colonel Vijay Singh School (Specially for Night Blooming Flowers Of India)

In memory of lieutenant colonel Vijay Singh who martyr for the country, and his thought and prayers were always for goodness of our country

Laid by

Miss Divya Joshi

 Best Sports Person Of Delhi 2012"

At the end of program dev told Divya to come with him.

"Thank you Dev." Divya said grateful.

"Here is nothing, which I did for your thank you. It will go to give me peace, which is invaluable." Dev told with a smile on his face.

"Still in India many children are forced to rag pick and prostitution. Your initiation will help them."

"Thank you, Vijay would very happy if he were here. Vijay's  beautiful thoughts are alive now . Thank You. i...."

"But Vijay's wish was not fulfilled yet, Some of these children are orphan." Dev interrupted Divya .

Then Dev pointed  some couples and said   "  Those are  some childless couples want to adopt orphan children . However, I do not let them do so."

" But why? This will change those Childs life" Divya said this in anger.

"Reason is you Divya."

"Mr. Bhatiya don’t blame on me, I want their secure future."

 "You also do not want to get rid of from your past.  And don’t want to transpose Vijay place in your heart. How could I do unfairly with these children’s parent?  "

Divya shouted angrily “I am enough mature to care myself. I do not need any one like these children. Those are like bud they need gardener to blow, unless they will wilt."

” But you are acting like child.”

Dev hold Divya from her hands , shacked her and said "you are also like a flower , Vijay never want from you to make such condition, why don’t you understand? Please turn yourself from darkness to light.”

She sat on ground for a long time, thinking about Dev and Vijay.  There was rummage in her thought. Dev was staring at her all the time. Sun sated down and dev heart a voice which claim down him.

"What should I suppose to do dev?" Divya said slowly.

"In this school, we have an opening for a Sport teacher."

 “I will do this.” There was a special cheer on her face.

And with this one night blooming flower has started spreading its fragrance.

THE END