Short Story: She Had a Dream

She Had a Dream by Vinaya Ghimire
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Done with the washing-up, Sameer stood hunched over the railing, gazing spectacular Kathmandu, in a day brimming with hectic schedule starting at 11. And it was only 10 in a grey morning. Hearing a voice-over calling for someone of his acquaintance, he jerked. The woman on the balcony of the adjacent house was disheveled and disdainful. Then he looked back into the aisle shouting loud for Dev, who instantly came out and was engaged in manic talks. From the coherent words, he reconstructed, she had an exam and needed a calculator, which Dev didn’t have, and asked him if he could lend her, to which he agreed though reluctantly. In a short while she came to his room.

“I'm Reena, doing an MBA," she said, before leaving his room. He obsequiously smiled and wasn't inquisitive to reveal him, though sometimes back, he had noticed her in the adjacent house. A new tenant, he said to himself and had no propensity to mingle over the mundane business. Every time she came into his sight, he felt pent-up disliking. That day, in the afternoon, he reached his abode, famished and excruciatingly tired. To his utter bewilderment, Reena, with her peculiar looks, stood at the gate.

“Do you know Stat?” She asked, “Can you tutor me?” He agreed walking into his room, she followed. In a short while he discovered, she was a mediocre student and didn't fathom simplest things, in lieu, profoundly complacent about passing exams.

A few days later, squatting on the floor fidgeting with the sheaf of his dissertation, he heard cacophony on the room next door. Having nothing to manifest, he went into the room of his university mates. The boys cackled when he popped in. He thought it was him who looked ridiculous. “What’s the matter,” he asked with disgust.

The love letter

“Look here Sameerji, a love letter,” Dev said.”

“Whose?”

“The girl next door, addressed to Bibek.”

“Who is Bibek”'

“God knows.”

Dev explained, he had borrowed a textbook from Reena and found the letter tucked between the pages; dated years back, with Reena's signature, elucidating her aggressive love.

“Love,” one of the peers said, “we mustn't be perfidious to someone's love.” The demure girl with a bulbous nose, pock marks on the drawn face; her love interest, the love letter and her howling love – everything seemed absurd. Poor girl, they felt pity on her.

The Poet

In the evening the tenants of the house, all university students, would gather on the roof terrace, fussing on things that could range from very personal piece to national and international politics. On such evening talking this that, Sameer was there, listening the boys, who had things abound to say – the University, the professors, the Nepali Congress, the Maoist. Topics flitted from one to other. Now, they were talking about reading and writing.

“Poetry actually is for the self and drama is for the mass,” Dev said.

“I like poetry,” a voice from other side came, it was Reena's. She was on the roof terrace of adjacent house, avoided by the peers, but and all ears to the talking.

“So you do,” one of the boys said, “by the way, do you write?”

“I have.”

“Our Sameerji also writes poems,” Dev said.

“Oh! You do.”

Ignoring her appreciation Sameer asked to show him her poems, she blithely agreed to let him read some day. However, an hour later she blissfully embarked in his room and handed him her poems. It was computer printed and stapled. As he flipped the pages he spotted a withered rose on which ‘Bibek’ was written. The red flower could be couple of years old. She pulled the worn-out flower abruptly and walked off slyly.

He read her poems, about love, freedom, loneliness, feminism etc. penned very nicely, and showing maturity in the compositions with powerful emotions. He was overwhelmed by the poetry from the ‘queer’ woman. Queer was the word almost all boys used as a connotation to her; some said ‘insane’ as rhetoric. Neither the girl nor those conjectures ever lured Sameer. She was not to his liking, the sight was hideous.

Queer and Insane

One day Dev came to his room and told him, Reena was calling him. “I don’t know what you think but very often I’ve heard her calling you from the terrace. Very strange.”

Sameer laughed. “Queer and insane as you call her.”

Awed by the thoughts of her poetry he decided to go to her. In her room, he waited her to speak but she wouldn’t say anything. When he insisted for long, she finally said, she wanted to know about the Literature English Program. He was startled, only the other day he had explained her when she appeared in the vicinity of university campus. He snapped the answer and came out swearing to swerve from this insipid young woman, but soon he had to eat his words. Couple of days later a girl, his friend’s sibling, who also was Reena’s distant relative, came to stay with her. The two girls were having a fray when Sameer was called in. They were furious and shaking with rage.

“God damn these males,” Reena blurted.

Sameer couldn’t decipher their bellicosity and walked out of the room in fury. That evening his father called and he had to go to see him immediately. When he returned to his apartment few weeks later, he found, Reena had shifted to some other place. He was relieved.

Over the days, he was pretty manic with his own doings and eventually forgot everything. But future had something stored for him. On that fateful day, he met his friend’s sister at New Road. He had been very fond of his friend’s sister and called her sister. When she came to stay with Reena, he was surprised, how could she tolerate that insipid woman avoided by almost all.

After talking this-that for a while she said, “One day Reena had told me, she would prop me to fall in love with a nice guy, the guy was you, brother.”

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Vinaya Ghimire 4 years ago from Nepal Author

Hello Angel,

thanks for reading my story and leaving wonderful comment.

Regards


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Angelme566 4 years ago

An interesting story , you wrote it so perfectly and creatively. Indeed you are born a story teller.


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Vinaya Ghimire 4 years ago from Nepal Author

@Sannel,

@Sunnie

Thank you very much for your appreciative comment. Since couple of months, I'm developing this story, but do not know where to break and tailor to make it suit for the hub.


Sunnie Day 4 years ago

Wonderful story Vinaya. I love your stories. They are so creative and interesting.I hope there will be a continuation! Thank you for sharing your gift.

Sunnie


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SanneL 4 years ago from Sweden

Vinaya - Not only are you a great interviewer but also a fabulous story teller. . . oh, and I almost forgot a fascinating painter. Wow! You never ceases to amaze me. Intriguing story! I wonder, is there a follow up? because now you left me hanging in suspense. I would like to know what ever happened to Reena? Thank you for SHARING this with us. Voted up and awesome.


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Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal Author

After reading your comment I laughed for a while. I have planned exactly the way you interpreted. Thank you very much.


Sueswan 5 years ago

Hi Vinaya

I enjoyed this story and love your painting. You are very talented.

I wonder if Sameer ruined his chance to be with his friend's sister.

Maybe he is meant to be with Reena.

Voted up and awesome.


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Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal Author

Happyboomernurse, I'm delighted to know that you enjoyed my word. Thanks!


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Happyboomernurse 5 years ago from South Carolina

I enjoyed this story very much and also liked the art work in the first picture. Thanks for sharing it.


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Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal Author

makusr, my vocabulary is very strong? This the first time someone has commended my vocabulary. This feels so good for a writer whose English is second language. And this comes from a person who himself is wonderful writer. Thank you very much


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makusr 5 years ago from India

Vinaya, Thanks for the beautiful story with a twist. Your vocabulary is very strong. You use difficult words, to be understood by the one who has well honed his or her skills. Photos paintings all are very good. Thanks for sharing.

With warm wishes,

MAKUSR


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Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal Author

marcoujor,

thanks for reading and asking more. This was supposed to be complete story but the readers like you have made me plan for the sequel.


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marcoujor 5 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

Vinaya,

I am intrigued by your range and this story. Reena sounds like trouble... I'm hoping for more!!

Great job-- keep stretching... Voted UP & ABI, mar.


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Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal Author

Hello always exploring,

Thank you very much for encouraging me and keeping my spirits high.


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always exploring 5 years ago from Southern Illinois

Wow, you are an artist as well as a great story teller. Your use of words is superb. Well done..You kept me intrigued throughout..Thank you...


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Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal Author

jenubouka, thanks for your compliment. The artist who painted that painting it was rejected by the art college (that's me).


jenubouka 5 years ago

Wonderful fulfilling story, that first photo is awesome, did you paint/draw it?


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Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal Author

Thank you very much for coming back.


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snakeslane 5 years ago from Canada

Hi Vinaya, that's nice you're having a good day. I left you a message on my Diving in the Canyon Hub.


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Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal Author

@rlaha, thanks for coming back.

@Rosemary, so nice of you to take interest. I'll try to do another part.Thank you very much


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Rosemay50 5 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

A fascinating story, but you must write a second part you have left us with so many questions. Who is or was Bibek and what of her poetry, and where has she gone?

Yes another part please... :-)


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rlaha 5 years ago from Spartanburg, SC

@Vinaya: Wow! I didn't know that this was your painting! This is amazing! Keep it up!


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Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal Author

@snakeslane, your interest excites me. Actually I have not planned sequel or prequel. But after reading all these encouraging comments, I'm thinking to work with this story. I'm reading and rereading your comment. I'm going to remember this the entire day.

It's my painting. (I could not attend art college because I did not pass entrance exams)

@tillsontitan, thanks for your interest, perhaps another installment will do the justice. However when I posted here, I did not think about second part.

@Cyndi10, thanks for loving my characters.

@Nat Amaral, thanks for stopping by.


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Nat Amaral 5 years ago from BC Canada

Very interesting. A great piece.


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Cyndi10 5 years ago from Georgia

You've created a fascinating character in Reena. I enjoyed trying to figure her out, but haven't. Thanks for sharing these characters with us.


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tillsontitan 5 years ago from New York

This story keeps the reader reading...you want to know what happens next. You want to know more about Reena and what her story is. Voted up.


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snakeslane 5 years ago from Canada

This is exciting Vinaya Ghimire, so the abhorrent Reena was useful after all? I'm still wondering about the poetry manuscript she showed to Sameer. And who is Bibek?Maybe we will discover in the next chapter of this love story? I like the way you are presenting life and times of these university students. This leaves me wanting to see more. Cool. And the photos and images are great. Is this your painting? Really interesting and colourful. The translation into English you are doing is very effective. It says a lot about who you are and where you are as a writer. I am really impressed with this. I admire your linguistic ability. Regards, snakeslane


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Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal Author

@rlaha, thanks.

@Frank, this means a lot when it comes from an accomplished poet like you.


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Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

You can tell a story.. you are a story-teller my friend ...


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rlaha 5 years ago from Spartanburg, SC

Well written!

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