Sain Director: - Lights, Action, Camera. Take No. 420.
Arindam: - Hello viewers. Today, we are standing on a rock cliff, which is around 4567 feet above sea-level. Here, the sceneries all around are just superb.
Sain Director: - Cut, cut, cut. Uff, Arindam, what the hell are you doing, man? We are not promoting this place as a tourist spot, but, we want to promote that this suicide spot is a dangerous spot for all tourists.
Arindam: - This is such a lovely place! On the right side, you can view the Dolphin’s Nose. If you look down from here, you can see the lovely views of the dense forests with two fabulous waterfalls. On the left side, you can see hilly ranges and the rainbows. Wow, why the hell you need to jump down from this rock cliff to go to paradise, when you are already standing on a paradise of earth.
Sain Director: - Will you please stop giving those philosophical lectures? You are a professional anchor of our Royal Bengal Tiger (RBT) TV Channel. So, behave like a professional and concentrate on your job.
Arindam: - Yeah, of course, why not? Arrey, just look there! The old man and the old woman are performing pujas in that small Kali temple on this rocky cliff. They are even exchanging their Genda Phool Garlands with each other. Oh! My goodness, their name should feature in the Guinness Book of World Records. At this old age also, they are getting married like ‘Veer-Zaara’. Just wait, let me interview them. If you want, you can also shoot the interview with your camera.
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Himesh: - My age is 58 years and her age is 49 years. Today is our 25th marriage anniversary. 25 years ago, we met each other in this place and fell in love.
Arindam: - That’s great. Can you just tell that story in front of our TV Camera?
Urmila: - 25 years back, I was just about to jump from this rock cliff, when someone shouted at me.
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Himesh: - Hey, you, just hang on. Don’t jump.
Urmila: - Who the hell are you to shout at me? What are you doing here?
Himesh: - I have also come here to commit suicide. Don’t worry about me. A culprit like me deserves to die, but, you are such a sweet and beautiful girl. Why you want to kill yourself? I have seen your photo somewhere? Oh! Yes, I remember. Last month only, you were raped by three anti-socials. Your photo was published in all the daily newspapers. But, those culprits have been arrested. For that reason, why you want to die? It was not your fault.
Urmila: - Only you understand it. I am having love affair with Rahul since my college days. We were just about to get married, when my rape case happened. Now, Rahul’s parents don’t want him to marry me. Rahul is also not loving me that much as he used to. My parents are also saying that for me, they have lost their family prestige in the society. Everyone whispers at my back and says, ‘Yes, yes, this is the girl, who has been brutally raped, kya mast maal hain yaar, tabhi toh iski rape hui hain’. So, it is better to die, rather than living like that. Anyway, you tell me your story.
Himesh: - I work in a PSU Bank. I got married to a sweet girl, Meera. Somehow, my salary was not enough to run our family. We had two children also. She looked for a job and got it. In her office, she had many male friends. Somehow, my mom poisoned my ears about her. I started to doubt her faithfulness towards me. One day, I abused her in very bad manner, as a drunkard. Next day, she killed my widow mom, our children and herself by mixing rat poison in the food. Now, in the society, everyone whispers at my back, ‘This man is responsible for killing all his family members and he is still alive’. So, I must die. But, after seeing you, I am dreaming about a fresh life. Please don’t commit suicide. I am ready to marry you, despite knowing your past.
Urmila: - I accept your proposal. God has sent you as my savior in this suicide point.
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Arindam: - Oops…after crossing the tunnel, there has to be the sunlight, if you are travelling at daytime. That’s why; people fall in “LOVE AT SUICIDE POINT” also. See the fun.
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