Aradhana Page #4

- Delhi.

Father had a business. After his

death we settled in Mathura.

Oh! Who is there in your house?

My paternal uncle and his wife.

And you have come so far.

My job in the Air Force

requires it.

When we lived in Delhi

I used to go home every Sunday.

After coming here I miss home.

- I've no friends or family here.

- Why do you say that?

Consider our home as your own

and come over on any holiday.

I don't want

to bother you unnecessarily.

It won't be a bother.

You'll just have some tea.

I might be tempted

to stay for lunch.

That is Vandana's department.

Ask her.

Well?

Father, will an Air Force pilot

like our simple food?

At least invite over.

- Whenever you wish to come.

- Come over next Sunday.

You!

I knew that you couldn't wait

until Sunday.

I haven't come over to eat.

Have you come

to meet father, then?

- I have come to have my wound dressed. - Wound?

Do you call

this small scratch a wound?

I had heard that the Air Force

people were very brave.

You'd have also heard a small

injury can become a deep wound.

And an acquaintance

can become a life partner.

Please have a seat

while I fetch the medicines.

Last night I had a dream.

What did you dream of?

There was fire all round

and great clouds of smoke.

The fire of machine guns

and tanks. A deadly war is on.

I ran and boarded my plane.

I took off.

When the speed touched 700

I saw the enemy airfield below.

Three bombs fall on the target

and the airfield is wiped out.

- What happened next?

- There was a loud noise.

My plane was hit. When I look behind

half the plane is missing.

When I look down

I lose my senses.

I take the name of the Lord,

shut my eyes and jump.

I wake up in a strange city

in front of a strange house.

The door opens and a lovely girl

splashes a bucket of water on me.

- And I opened my eyes. - Thank

goodness you opened your eyes!

I was afraid that your dream

wouldn't come to an end.

End! My dream has just started.

I have bandaged your hand.

- Now...

- You bandaged the wrong hand.

- Wrong hand?

- Do you know what happened?

- What?

- You were lost in my dream.

Will my dream come true?

- How should I know?

- Then who knows?

Father.

I was going to speak to father.

Are you listening?

So you approve of me, right?

Which means that you do.

I'll obtain father's permission.

He will never refuse me.

Are you listening?

- Hello, doctor!

- Hello! What is it?

- Promise me that you

won't refuse. - I promise.

There's a function at our mess.

And I want both of you to come.

- You will have to come.

- We'll surely come.

- Shall I come to pick

you up at 5? - All right.

It's fixed.

What are you thinking about?

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