The Curtain

It’s Asar again and the monsoon is yet to come. The days are quite boring when rain does not occur and the burning Sun outside made sweating.I almost got baked in my room and pulled curtain of right side window, hoping cool breeze of air come and blow my sweat. Rather a breeze of nostalgia came.
I can see the house just opposite to mine and I remember this is the house where Raju used to live with his parents. It date back 5 year when I was in high-school. Yes, it was one hot afternoon of mid Asar(the monsoon month according to Nepali calender). Raju and me was friend from my childhood, actually I don’t know when and how I met him. I had not met him for 3 or more days because of the marriage ceremony of my brother. That made me miss him and decided to visit him.
As usual opened the door of my room.crossed the corridor,climbed down the ladder, opened the door, passed the lawn, pulled the gate. I was in road then rang his door bell, Raju came and welcomed me.I met his mum right on the balcony and greeted her and said “Oh Priti Chhori kahile aayau?”( Oh Priti daughter when you came?) And asked how my mum is. Then we left her and led me to his room.
We were in his room, just chatting, he threw pillow to me and why not I made him the same reply? I did the same. But he did not replied after three or four shot,it made me angry.”Raju, we are playing the game please reply back” I said. He pretend as he did not listened. I went to him and started pulling the pillow then what happened is the most dreadful moment I that i can not forget.He came more closer to me, acted as if he was fighting for pillow, held me tightly and …
..and….
….and……..
..kissed me forcefully.
I was shocked so much that I cannot help myself thinking what should I do involuntarily I just pushed him and escaped.

The whole day and I spent with unknown fear, even in my dream I was in a open field, there were many people with sword chasing and I was running like a turkey.
Next morning woke up at six then pulled curtain slowly,I saw him smiling….
After some months he passed away of myocardial infarction.
I had not opened this window for so long time but how could I resist this summer.

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