Theblustery wind howled as rain battered everything that came in its way in thedead of the night. The booming sound of the thunder was everywhere and from thedark clouds perilous lightning struck here and there, lighting up the sky for amoment before vanishing. The ship began to rock violently from side to side. Alone man stood on the deck of the ship completely drenched to the skin. Theraindrops stung his eyes and made him squint. Suddenly the man’s eyes snappedopen momentarily.
The look on his face was one of absolute horror. He glancedaround in dread and despair. Anguished people surrounded him.
He turned in a circle barely able to stand,taking in his surroundings and as he did, he could just vaguely make out thefigure of a distressed girl gripping on to the railings of the ship. The seaswells rose once more and the ship jolted and shuddered. As if driven byinstinct, he slowly made his way towards the girl. Thefurious waves rose once more violently and threatened to capsize the ship. Fora sickening moment it seemed as if the girl would meet the imminent end.
Hereached out in the nick of time, extended his hand, held on to her hand andrefused to let go. Gathering all his strength he pulled her towards him and liftedher up just as the icy brine loomed over. It lashed his face and slammed him tothe creaky floor. Timeseemed suspended and he opened his eyes wide. He sat up with a jolt gasping forbreath and sweat trickled down his face.Reliefflooded in as he felt the comfort of the blanket covering him.
He slowly turnedto his side and glanced at the sleeping figure next to him and breathed a sighof relief. He briefly looked at the clock kept on the table next to him. Thedigital figures in bright red proclaimed that it is 5:50 AM on the 22nd of May2016. He resolved to go back to sleep when suddenly the phone lying next to theclock buzzed. His first instinct was to ignore it and go back to sleep but thephone buzzed relentlessly. He picked up the phone and checked the number andimmediately sat up. He slowly uncovered the blanket making sure not to wake upthe sleeping figure next to him.
It was still dark inside the room and hetiptoed his way to the window. He stood next to the French window in his nightclothes and received the call.Thevoice from the other end had an excited pitch.
“Eda, this is Jaison. I know it’s still wee hours of the morningthere but I couldn’t wait to share the news with you. I am getting married onthe third of next month.” Beforehe could acknowledge, the enthusiastic voice on the other end continued. “Iwill have none of your excuses.
You have to be here at any cost. I will sendyou all the details shortly. You have to be there and bring her along too.That’s it.” Evenbefore he could respond, the voice at the other end, concluded as abruptly asit started. He let out a sigh and looked at his phone. He then reached out tothe thick curtains and slowly pulled the drapes apart. The early morning light slowlypermeated the room through the window and fell on the face of the sleepingfigure.