A dragon fly .
It was my early childhood when i was being forced to go to school with bag on sholder .with tearful eyes ,i used to look back intermittently expecting a call from my Bou :
“Come back .you will go to village school tomorrow.”
No such call was heard of n i walked on the dusty route made by herd of cows down the road full of wild cocks,animals n cactus plants .It is this road once made by Sandha Raja as part of his committed love to his pregnated queen going along that path escaping British spy in the absence of Sandha Raja .
While walking ,i would stay put my bag n go after a lot of flies .It was so interesting for me to chess after them n catch a dragon one .
I see the dragon fly n he ,too,stares at me for a time .I felt him deeply and let him go for the next day .when i reached school ,i was taken to task n rod was spared .My mother found the black n blue strips on my skin n sobbed .But my father seemed stern n diehard asking me to keep going to school always .
That day I slept beside my Bou at night .She would pat n lull me to sound sleep .More often than not ,she used to mumble holly words n pay a bow to God she knew daily .
I underwent a dream where all flies n Dragon Fly were sitting together making a unsnimous resolution to give me company on the way to school .The teachers n my father would not be unkind to me .
The next morning I said to my mother ,”Bou !Dress up me .I must regularly go to school n take up study .”
It compelled his mother n then his father to smell a rat at a distance .I was told to have rest for next day school going .It did not touch to my heart gone for Dragon n I outright rejected them n their proposal .They were wonderstruck n reluctantly gave a positive nod in my favour .
I kept going for years n all teachers loved me n thanked for my bright career .
It was all possible for my best friends in all seasons that I was so close to the dynasty of flies for years .Some old dragons did not appear n I felt they were no more .Tears often came down from my eyes n I was bound to look up at the sky full of stars showing flies in number .
So many years passed n I grew old missing my father n Bou ,their curosity being unanswered till their last call.
My two sons Pranab n Onkar had been well placed n passed their time with my grand children .
On a call ,all of them returned from foreign countries n put me in hospital for survival .It was of no use n they made me sleep on my old home cot .I saw a Dragon with all flies was hovering over my face .I was excited n emaciated .
My grandson said,”All come ,come .He is back with life ”
The Dragon flew away from my face up into the starry sky n then a clubbing cry ……..
Prof Trilochan Pradhan
Kendrapara Autonomous College ,Kendrapara,Odisha .
trilochan .pradhan 119@ gmail .com