I got up from my sleep, from under my so poshly warm rajai, with a jerk. First I thought I was shivering due to some terrible dream i saw, which i couldnt recall, anyway(humans are so stupid!)Then I realized it was not me alone, but the entire cot!
Things were clanking in my room, and i felt the cot shivering underneath. it was at 4.45 in the morning. the best part is, my room mate didnt wake up! i woke up and lied down for some more time.
I tried to gather my thoughts; I was observing myself, judging, so to say: not my crisis-management skills; but what kind of thoughts i had then..I thought about Lathur, I thought about family-the one I already have; and the one I long to make!! I thought about love, thought about the warmth of my rajai-"would it leave me as warm even after its all over?!"I thought about people who did not have a home, who had to live on the pavements and crowded slums, people who could not even make room to escape from debris since they live in the middle of it...I thought about all the inmates of my hostel-their dreams, plans, careers, tears..
And then i heard one by one girls starting to come out of their rooms. i too went out.hearing all this, my room mate got up at last!!I listened to their 'quaky' experiences(from all over india-truly cosmopolitan!) for some time, and went bak to sleep!! In the next morning attendance was so very less in the mess for breakfast-since all girls were sleeping into late morning to make up for their disturbed sleep!!
so... thats all abt earth quake...my first earth quake in delhi!! (nice title for a novel- now i just need to write the rest of it ;)
