If only it had rained for some more time .............. (Short Story)

Today, Hindu Newspaper Headlines :( January 25th)

“Youth killed as Bus run over him- Yet another victim due to lack of subway”

Time 6.00 Pm Indian Standard Time: (January 23rd)

Have you heard of Nairobi before reading this line? If your answer is yes, any one of the three points given below should be true.

1) You should have been recently memorizing the capitals of all countries as you are fancying your chances in taking part in some quiz competition.
2) Your favorite subject in school should have been geography.
3) You must be a cricket fan.

If you are wondering what a cricket fan has to do with cricket, then since now and then cricket matches are being played in Nairobi, the capital of Kenya, I felt cricket fans would have heard of this capital city in the Dark Continent. And today one such cricket match is all set to take place in Nairobi – a one day international between India and Australia. The match should have begun by now. In fact it should have begun at 2.00 Pm Indian standard time. But rain in the morning meant that match had to be delayed. With the cricketers sitting in the dressing room trying hard to avoid looking anxious and with the sports channel covering the match telecasting some old matches, rain God ‘Varuna’ decided to call off the rain. And the players are now all set to enter the field.


A flat in Anna nagar, Chennai, Time 6.00 Pm Indian Standard Time: (January 23rd)


“I will do it later ma” screaming the fourteen year old teenager came and sat in the sofa in front of the television set. When he said “I will do it later”, he was referring to the task of cleaning the small dust gathered in the kitchen. His mother had asked him to do it for quite few days now. But he had some how managed to keep on postponing the work. This avid cricket fan was prepared to watch the cricket match in Nairobi but the rain there meant he was disappointed. He felt irritated and kept on doing some silly things before he thought he could use the time meaningfully by doing that task, his mother gave few days ago. Just as he was about to start the work, the rain had stopped in Nairobi and the match was about to begin. So he shouted the statement in the first line of this paragraph and came to watch the match, as the dust in the kitchen remained there happily.

In the same flat in Anna nagar, Chennai, Time 8.00 Am Indian Stanard Time: (January 24th)

She was cooking in the kitchen. She had salt in one hand, which she wanted to put into one of the dishes, when she noticed that gathered dust. She had asked her son to clean it few days ago, but he is yet to do it. “He is always like this, and I cant scold him also. His Dad will immediately jump in support of him”, she thought within her mind. She decided to clean it herself. And she cleaned it too. Unfortunately in the process, she forgot about the salt and the dish went to the dining table without the salt.

He was very upset. The alarm clock had ditched him once again. He was supposed to be in the meeting by 9’0 clock. It’s such a crucial client meeting. Before that he also has to dodge the heavy traffic to reach his company “Jagadha Agro Products”, where he is the Accounts officer. With all these things weighing heavy in his mind he came to the dining table.

Few moments later, the dishes in the table were flying in the air. “Can’t even eat good breakfast” shouting he left the dinning table. With the car key playing few minutes of hide and seek with him, he left the house, with the absence of the salt in the dish serving as a very good catalyst in changing his irritant mood to that of anger.


A small rented house in Anna nagar, Chennai, Time 6.00 Pm Indian Standard Time: (January 23rd)

His uniform had been kept folded in one of the shelves. He is the bus driver in the MTC (Madras Transport Corporation). Tomorrow morning he has to report to duty at morning 5’0 clock in Ayyapanthangal Depot as he has to drive the first 17M bus leaving from there to Parrys. He usually used to sleep by 9’o clock whenever he has early morning duty, but today with the India Australia match being so interestingly poised, he couldn’t help but watch the entire match. When he finally slept after the presentation ceremonies were over, the time read 11.30 Pm in the clock.

Jagadha Agro products, Vadapalani, Chennai. Time 9.00 Am Indian Standard Time: (January 24th)

His eyes were very reddish due to the lack of sleep for the past few days. How could he get to sleep when he has so many problems? He needs fifty thousand rupees immediately. He had lost the marriage jewels of his younger sister and he is yet to inform the parents about it. He couldn’t even think what will be their reaction, if he says it to them. He had tried getting money from many places, but he was not able to. At last one of his friends said that his relative who is working as a accounts officer in Jagadha Agro Products has agreed to lend him the money. He is waiting for him. The receptionist has said he would be here by 9’o clock usually.

He saw him, his friend’s relative coming. He went and stood in front of him and said “Sir”.

As you know he was already late for the meeting and in sense of anger caused due to lack of salt in his break fast and felt very bad when this guy came and disturbed him as he was rushing to the meeting and shouted, “What man! Your eyes are so reddish. Did you really lose your sister’s jewels or you drank with the money you got by selling those jewels. If I had been in your place I would have committed suicide by now. Get lost. ” To be fair to him, he did not really mean it. His mind was filled with frustration and he just wanted to let them out. So next minute he said “Okay. Come in the afternoon”, but then he was not there to listen to it.

He was walking slowly along the road. He felt very dejected. He was crossing the road, when the words “If I had been in your place I would have committed suicide by now” started to echo in his ears. He saw a bus coming fast towards him. He decided enough is enough. He went and fell in front of the bus.

That bus was 17M. The driver of the bus had slept late last night and it is taking its toll now as he is driving his second trip. He saw a guy falling in front of the bus few microseconds later due to the drowsiness he had. That few microseconds was all that mattered. The bus ran over him.

END:

A stranger standing there remarked, “These MTC bus drivers are always like this. They drive so rashly”. His friend countered it, “I don’t think the driver is at fault here. What can he do if some one goes and falls right in front of the bus”. Another person who came down from the bus said, “This bus driver was driving very rashly right from the start. He was about to hit an auto just few moments before”.

Each one was giving their reason for the death of that guy. As we saw earlier, The Hindu cited the lack of subways as the reason for his death.

But only us, who have read the entire story know that, if only that Accounts officer had not got angry, if only the driver had applied the breaks few micro seconds earlier, , if only the driver had not felt drowsy, if only the Accounts officer’s wife had put the salt in the dish, if only the driver had not felt drowsy, if only the Account’s officers son had cleaned the kitchen the day before, if only the driver had slept at the correct time the day before,

If only in Nairobi, which is thousands of kilometers away from Chennai, it had rained for some more time.