Story-262 "I WISH IT COULD" part-3

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He agreed.

From Delhi Guwahati Capital Express, they reached Siliguri.

The second day was the presentation of Sudhakar's play board. Now retired from that, he was free. He had already told everyone that he would go to Sikkim.

The next morning at 8 am, they boarded the bus for Gangtok, the capital of Sikkim. From the Siliguri to the 125-mile greenery of Gangtok, chaotic paths like the trickled them. The jungle was laid off from the sky, pine and cedar tree. He had already heard that Sikkim has hundreds of species of orchid flowers, which, when blooming in their weather, consume the entire forest in the lurk of their beauty. But just now the trees of Gadara Palaash were seen only with red flowers.

At about 1 a.m. they reached the capital of Sikkim in Gangtok.

In the main market of Gangtok, Sudhakar had booked rooms in a hotel through one of his friends. Like a market in a city's Posh area, it was the main market here. Most gift items were sold To say the local, but all the stuff made by China was filled. And why not, when Holi's Pichkaris and Diwali Diyas are being built in China and sold in the Indian market, it is the border state of China. Why not sell China's toys and gifts here By the way, all other food or other material including stationery was Indian.

The hotel manager was giving them information about the tourist sites around Sikkim. But Suman did not have any interest in this. He just wanted to see the Indo-China border of the Nathula area.

'After all there is such a thing that you want to see it first,' he lauded and said, 'Anyway you have lived in Dehradun and you have seen the valleys and mountains of Kashmir, so there is hardly any place for you Could attract.

What did she tell him that a nostalgia associated with that Nathula is related to that of national importance, some of its personal significance is also for that.

On the Tata Sumo stand, the carriage line was taken. His driver and the sailasi were the locals. He was amazed seeing this so many people are going to see the snow covered covered Indo-China border. Since Sudhakar had kept the car reserved, he would soon move towards his destination.

The train was growing steadily on the climb. On one side, the peak of the Giant Mountains and the thousands on the other side deep ditch on the other side. Do not miss a sight of the fact that the car fell into deep trenches. The triangular white lines, painted along the mountains, were seen from afar, on which the queued cars were crawling. Mountains and valleys were covered with greenery. Now Suman started to shudder slightly. Some from the cold, from some fear

After all, the floor came and he was eagerly waiting. Military outposts were built on the peaks of distant mountains. This is the Old Silk Route, on which the Chinese travelers like Fahyan and Hansang came to India thousands of years ago and from here the Mahatma was returning after receiving the message of peace, truth and non-violence.

This was what happened to him and with Sudhakar's family. In the departmental competition, the father of those people had become a known enemy of one another. There were jobs in one place and Agglaq quarters were in one place. But by staying close to how far They both knew each other from childhood. In the same school, there was an awkwardness in the same bus. But in the typhoon of selfishness and ego, everything started to swallow.

On one occasion Suman's father also targeted the father of Sudhakar and shot himself with his revolver. It was a coincidence that the bullet did not find them, and later they did not even react.

After this incident, the transfer of both of them was separated separately. From Kolkata, the transfer of Sudhakar's father became Mumbai. While she came to Dehradun with her family and father. He felt that the childhood friendship and the burning fire of retribution. What happens when Sudhakar's father gets shot and he does not live? Then Suman's father was behind bars or hanged in a prison. And then both families would be ruined. It was Sudhakar's father's intelligence that he did not take any action and took silence. Although there were a lot of people who provoked them, they remained calm.

At that time, the two did not know what the reason for the dispute was. Just looking at Sudhakar's house with sad eyes filled with tears, he climbed into the car. Like love and hate, both of them had absorbed itself in childhood.

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