Fatima and the boy - by Toofan Majumder

Fatima and the boy – by Toofan Majumder



The boy is running as much as fast he can run. He has no choice. Death is chasing him.
Some people is chasing him. They hav e swords and sticks which is enough to kill this boy. But the boy is tired. How long he can run in this way? Actually riot taken place.
Some hindu guys killed one muslim somewhere in Mumbai. After that incident muslim got crazy and after that hindusare killing muslims and muslims are killing hindus. But most
of them dont know why they are killing each other. Ask them they wont be able to answer.
But they are in this game of killing. Now in this situation even hindu people have no
beleive in their muslim friend and muslim dont have in their hindu friends.

They boy took a turning in a narrow road but oh God the road ends here. There is a high wall. At this situation its impossible for the boy to climb it. Neither he can go back.
He saw a door opened. Without giving a second thought he just entered the house and came face to face of a girl. He looked at her eyes. Such a nice eyes he never seen in his life. So deep so dark. But God she is muslim. Covering her face with borkha. The boy can see his death in her eyes. No way he has to leave this place as soon as possible. He turn back and about to run and the girl shouted.
"Dont go out they will kill you" the girl said.
The boy was astonished. He couldn't beleive the girl. It may be her trick to put him into the trap. But anyway looking at her eye he beleive her. She showed the boy where
to hide.

Those people came and searched asked the girl.
"Have you seen any hindu passing through this place?"
"Yes one boy just jumped over the wall and went other side of it"
"Jumped over the wall isn't it crazy its such a high!"
"Yes when one sees death they can do anything" replied the girl.

Those person left. The boy came out and told thanks to her.
"I just did my duty now I want to leave this place as early as possible before my
father come and see"
The boy wanted to make some conversation but had to leave the place.


After returning house the boy was thinking about the girl. Is she beautiful? Or simply because she saved my life I am finding her beautiful. But the boy cant stop thinking about her.

After some day we always find our hero of the story nearby the places of the house where the girl stays. Initially he hesitated to show himself to the girl. he used to watch the
girl from the distance. He was satisfied doing so. Later he wanted to show himself. Once he realize that the girl at least looked her he used to feel tremendous success and used to go back home singing as many as hindi songs he knows. But oneday he decided to talk with her.

"Hi I just wanted to say you thanks for that day." the boy caught her in mid of a road one day.
"Its ok"
"By the way would you mind telling your name?"
"Fatima"
The boy was waiting for Fatima to ask his name but no sound came from that side.
She may be happy inside but pretending to be shocked seeing him. Didn't she realized
I used to follow her from that day, the boy thought.
"Wont you ask my name?"
"No"
"My name is ..."
"Pagal" the girl replied the run away from the place.

The boy took out the rose he bought to give her but this time he couldn't. Next time he will give it in the begaining itself and will propose. Wouldn't it be very fast to propose so early . No not next time.

After ten days

The riot is over. The boy convinced the girl anyway. But both of them know they have to really work hard to convince their parents. But they can't leave without their parents either. As both of them says "My parents always concerned about my happiness I hope I will be able to convince them" But deep inside their hearts do they really beleive it?

But they are going through the stage when they are always thinking about one another.
But have no interest in other works. Losing their belongings here and there but no regrets for that. They are going to get the greatest gift of God. But this is the time
they do mistakes too and sometime those become very critical and life threatening.

The boy gradually grown interest in mosque and one day he decided to visit one old mosque in his city. Suddenly he listen
"This is not good for our party to stop the riot so sson"
"Yes so this blusting is important for our party it would create again violence"
"And we can condem our pressent government"
"So we can put the bomb here"

So fellows were discussing among themselves. They didnt realize the presence of the boy.
But the boy is thinking. Riot means again loss of life. And for him may be loss of Fatima. Anyway situation which is in control now can be disturbed which he dont want anyway. I cant lose Fatima he thought. But how can he fight with so many persons alone.?At least there would be 6 to 7 people in that crowd. And its too late to inform police. And its not movie that he will fight against 6 and beat them he thought.
But anyway he has to stop it.

"Hey busterd I am not going to allow you doing so."




Next day morning in the front page of newspaper it came one hindu was killed by some muslims. They riot started again. Many people lost their life again but this time atleast one muslim girl cried for the death of one hindu boy.