Life.....

--------- Today

The car was moving slowly. The rain had just started. The song was going to end, a melodious song, a good one to hear during a drizzle. Then the RJs voice crackled in the radio. The RJ talked in a great way. Shyam, a software engineer, who was driving his white Toyota Corolla, was enjoying it. He felt as if the program was being played for him. It had an invisible element, which seemed to connect with Shyam.

--------- Two months ago

Arun could not believe that it had happened. I was not an unusual thing, still he could not understand. He had tested the code very well, but one of the core functionality was missing. Arun was an expert programmer. He exactly knew the best way to write any code. It was as if, programming was born with him. No wonder that, the functionality was missing, because, if Arun would have done that, he would have done that perfectly.
With a project release nearing, and a tight work schedule, he could not do what he liked the most. This made him more sick and frustrated. He could not even spend one fourth of the time which he used to spend, when in college.

------------ Today

Shyam had started late from his office, and he cursed himself for setting up the onsite call that day. He never expected it too last too long, but things never turn the way we think. Shyam’s wife called him up asking him not to drive, but to take the office cab and come back home. But when Shyam stepped out of the office, it had just started to rain, and he decided that he should not miss the joy of driving. He wanted to relax, by driving on such a good climate and a traffic free road. He just prayed that, the radio be tuned up to his mood.

------------- Two months ago

But Arun hated the job. He hated it the most, though he was the best in his team and was expected to grow high in the corporate ladder faster than many others. He never showed his hatred, except for his talks with his close friends.
Arun’s success was more attributed to his voice and speech skills. A wonderful voice with a wonderful talking skill made all the girls in the company his fans. He had the sense of humour which appealed to everyone. He had a great fan following even in his college. From the college fest to the company’s annual event, everything went uneventful without his participation. Arun not only liked it, but thoroughly enjoyed it too.

---------- Today

It was called as Nair’s tea shop. Venu was not a Nair, but any person from Kerala, who sets up a tea shop in Tamil Nadu ends up being a Nair. He was a content and happy man. He had a large chunk of regular customers, and they had become more a friend than customers. His shop was open till midnight and he was back early morning to start his work. His rest was mostly in the afternoons and evenings. His customers were mostly the shift goers in the offices nearby. Around midnight he used to be idle, for very few customers used to come by. His entertainment was the radio he had got recently. The RJ never ceased to impress Venu.

------------- Two months ago

It was around 11 AM and Arun got into the white indicab. He had spent a whole day and night at the office and was not in a state to stay anymore. He just got in and rested himself. As the driver started the cab, Arun just wanted to get back home and sleep. He was in a semi conscious state, and he rested his head on the seat and started staring at the outside world through the window. It was twenty hours since he had seen this. The computer screen, which he had been seeing all day flashed in his mind. It refused to go away, and Arun tried hard not to think any more about that.
Suddenly the radio cracked to life, and he could hear the RJ say something. Then came the song and Arun was more into the song than the computer screen. He started talking to himself commenting on the song. He then dreamt about his voice flowing throughout the city, reaching all the people at all times.
It was supposed to happen. If it was supposed to happen, who could stop it? None. Arun never thought that its going to be a turning point in his life, a day which he will never forget throughout his lifetime. He could not figure out how he reached the radio station for the audition. Within an hour, he found himself surrounded with lots of audio equipment and he was anchoring a dummy show.


---------- Today

Within two months, he was a hit. He had a huge fan following from Venu to Shyam. Just as he came out, he saw the drizzle has not stopped. He boarded the radio firm’s car to his home. It was half an hour past midnight, still he was with his full energy. He was even ready to do the next programme.
He was staring out of the window. A man was closing his tea shop. There were no vehicles found on the road. After sometime a white Toyota Corolla overtook his car and zapped away. As Arun lowered the window glass more, he could feel the chill air brazing his face. Somewhere in the distance, he could hear his own voice drifting in the city air.