Gora – A Short Story

Gora is a short story [I like to call it a thriller] about Gora, a young boy from a small village in India. He makes his way into the corporate world using his sheer will and hard work and undivided support from his family. Now, he works for a MNC in one of the metropolitan cities in India. The story starts from a late night office scene, including the protagonist Gora and his boss. Soon it unfolds into a total….well read it to find what happens next.

[Story starts]

Gora ends his hectic day at office and packing up his bag. His boss, Ravi [manipulative, cunning, hard-working, and a liar] is very happy with Gora’s intelligence and work ethics, which helped him completing an important 2-month long project, well in advance [bonuses are huge for this project]. Gora, after days and days of struggle is smiling. Ravi uplifted his heavy spirit by telling him  – “Well done, Gora. We made it!” He had been waiting for those words. Praising is one thing Gora really needs from time to time.

[Thunderstorm]

Ravi: Well, I am heading home. I am assuming it is going to rain soon. Do you want me to drop you home?
Gora: Thank you Ravi, but I prefer going home alone today.
Ravi: I understand you are very excited but are you sure you want to go alone?
Gora: Yes!
Ravi: I feel right for your future at this firm. Keep doing the good work. Sleep tight!

[Ravi leaves the office]

As Gora is moving out from his office, clouds of confusion take over his joyful face. Confusion is one thing he really enjoys. It plays with his young adventurous mind. “Should I take a taxi or walk and enjoy this fortunate drizzle?” – He asked himself. After weighing up pros and cons, he decides to walk. [He his very thorough in his approach.]

“It is going to be a long walk” – he murmurs. Then, he looks up to the sky.

[Poor fellow can’t even imagine what lies ahead. It is definitely going to be a long walk.]

As he keeps looking at the sky, filtered rain drops by long naked tree leafs, wash away all his tiredness and confusion. This subtle rain reminds him, his village and beloved sister. He is thinking to call her but something stopped him. Then, he moves his dangling eyes toward the left of road. He sees a couple at the corner table, near the glass of a restaurant. Both are laughing, putting their hands over each other, giving each other warmth and enjoying their delicious food.

This brings a sudden laughter on his washed face. He thinks how he used to enjoy eating food from his sister’s plate and how it made her go nuts. Those moments are right there in front of his eyes. He wish to meet his sister soon. He is again thinking to call her but didn’t call. “It is going to be a long walk” – he reminded himself again.

Gora walks few more steps and sees a big salon. Neatly placed hair brushes, people dying their hair for the young look, some polishing their nails and others just gossiping and giggling. Men and women alike, all are here. He laughs again. People now giving him strange looks. “He is crazy” – a girl, standing close from where is passing by, told her girlfriend. Does you need any help young boy? – an old lady asked. “Nahi amma” – he replied. He is now hallucinating a scene where he and his friends are getting their hair cut under an old “peepal ka ped”. He is enjoying the weird faces and hair styles of those men and women in the salon. “The world is moving faster and becoming stranger each day” – he said to himself. It is 9:30 PM and he has travelled only 500m from his office in 30mins. “Everything seems slow” – he murmurs.

Then, Something strange happens. Gora can’t feel his ears. As he looks towards his right, a heavy wave of sound blows away his mind. “Noise is too loud”, can’t you fools think so?” – he shouted angrily. He never felt so much anger before. Drizzle is starting to grow now. “It feels like someone is throwing pointed nails at me” – he thinks. But Gora can’t do anything about it and he carries on. He needs to be home by 10 PM so he has started moving faster.

He stops at a tea stall to sip a hot cup of tea to soothe his soul [Gora totally forgot he is running late]. He sees people smoking and he is enjoying the smell. “I need one cig” – he told chaiwala. He coughs after taking it in. He tries again and coughs. Tries again and coughs. Ultimately decided to throw it away. He also sees people buying alcohol and thinks why so many people buy alcohol when actually it is bad for health. “Maybe it is good once a week” – he told himself. He is again confused. Confusion is what he likes. But this time he just wants to reach home soon.

Suddenly, his phone rings. It is his sister.  He is excited to talk to her after such a long time. He picks up the call and his sister tells him – “Gora, bhaiya, bhaiya, maa guzar gayin hain, aap jaldi se gaon aa jayo”. As he listened her sister speak, his heart suddenly stops. He is breathing fast, real fast. He doesn’t know where to go, where to sit. He is moving right, left, up, down and in every possible direction. He is going crazy. And as he tries to cross the road, a car struck him.

[boom] His blood is all over the road.

His sister heard something loud over the phone and says – Gora, Gora, kya hua, yeh awaaz kaisey hai. Gora tum theek toh ho na. Gora Gora Gora……..”

In the next scene, we see that Gora’s boss, Ravi, has been arrested at his house after hours of Gora’s accident. He is charged with use of illegal drugs.

[Story Ends]

rainy day

P.S. The name “Gora” is taken from the book “Gora” by Rabindranath Tagore

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