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The Kite..

 In pinkish blue evening sky, a kite fluttered about, hovering just above white butea.. the tree had scarce foliage and flowers during autumn, the rings of twilight played panorama on it's canopy. Ella watched as the dark shape of the kite flew back missing out a tall branch, Setu must be winding down.. Setu was Ella's best friend Raji's younger brother, Ella saw it hanging further downwards.. it descended right in Raji's frontyard .. so it was setu's kite, she already knew.. as it was beautiful plain yellow with similar shining stripe dividing midway or so it appeared.. she thought. 


The tree became a dark filigree in another few minutes as dark cocooned over.. the lattice of it as intricate as some woman's ornament, .. the fields that stretched further below, far away to the edge now appeared to be restful in it's own resurgence, they were filled with hay grass and somewhere with a feet or two high green feed for cattle shining under still dark yet colourful sky.. it was a beautiful vision, calm and soothing, she inhaled in then perched up one side on the parapet of the terrace.. her usual spot for to relax at the end of day, in the evening. the final exam results would soon come out and she would select a college for further studies, mostly Raji and herself both of them will go together. 


She looked at the dull glow of sky beyond hillside and fields merging as one in horizon, and the darkness of forest lined up to edge hooded over, it was going to be difficult to stay away from home for further studies if she were to find college outside of the district.. though she was certain that they both will get in any of three major district colleges, and they would be home on weekends.. it won't be so much difficult to get along.. the birds chirping, and other clamouring went off slowly.. Ella went down after a while.. a sweet aroma of rice and curry wafted up to stairs besides front porch, her mother had cooked insisting her rest of vacation..


Ella: mom it smells mouth watering.. 


Kaila: it's time yet before serving, take a plum and go to swing for awhile.. 


Ella: let me help with loaves.. 


Kaila said impatiently.. "no, kid".. " just go to whatever .." ..


Ella went to swing to the far end of long porch and set swinging .. as her mental analysis continued. . it was yet a week before results be declared finally.. she mulled over.. what to do if she get score well in science she will get in medicine or engineering or to go home science college graduation as Raji had planned.. afterall she didn't like to read a lot, she had good score just because she paid attention to preparation for the exam time studies.. and it may turnout that she won't fit in science and technology major reading or ranting freak extremely intelligent class full of geeks.. or perhaps even she might but couldn't excel.. it was best to choose easier course to specialise that might require less reading and intelligence and more experimental expertise and hard work..


Raji came next afternoon, just as they had planned to go enjoy leisurely evening at riverside. Setu trailed behind with his kite and thread roll cheering happily.. 


Raji: go back home, leave us be..


Setu: naay.. i am gona see riverside myself, and fly over .. 


He waved the kite showing less intrest in duo girls and more in some wayward thoughtless kite flying session as if he was asked to keep watch on two girls.. he sniffed irritatingly and ran ahead leaving the two behind. 





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