Love story of CHIBIL

It was dark and caressing cold when Chibil woke up that day at 3 in the morning. What he had planned was an intense session of ritual offerings, devotional ancient dance and prayers in front of mirror. What!? ……..did u think our hero Chibil is a normal earthling who will pray to the Gods? Huh! Noway, our very own Chibil is no less than any god. All his creations, inventions, discoveries and theories placed him somewhere in the lower hierarchy of the hell. So Chibil had this notion that he was no less than some idol at any temple and whenever he would have any wish he would do all his weird stances (which he supposed was a devotional dance and wanted all his devotees to follow the same but pity no one did infact there was never anyone) in front of mirror to lure himself to give him a wish. Actually it was a valentine morning and our chibil was in romantic mood. She was a guide at the local zoo in Gopal( home of Chibil) for whom the heart of our hero had fell.

For almost a year now Chibil was passionately in love with that earthly creature. Each time when Chibil used to visit his friends at zoo he used to get dressed up properly, applied AXE hair gel to his beard and used WILDSTONE deodorant as mouth freshner as he didn’t want to take any risk of giving any bad impression to his beloved. Chibil was damn serious about this relationship which he wanted to have with ‘Khambao’, his love.

She worked as guide at the zoo. The first time when Chibil saw her was an event in itself. Winds were blowing at their full speed kissing the forehead of dusk and our Chibil was strolling in the reddish sky. The clouds paved way for him as he bussed off the clouds. Down when he came, he saw a fleet of girls twittering around at the Central Park Zoo. It wasn’t that Chibil had never seen such a peculiar and adorable creation god ever in his life but the skin coloured shirt that she wore attracted him the most. He could not take his eyes off the stitching work over the shirt. Soon, he even saw her face and few other things that he started liking but not as much as he liked the shirt. Pursuit of love for our hero had taken off from a landing at a zoo. Each time he would give a visit at the zoo he would make sure that it was Khambao who became his guide and for the next whole hour he would be lost in a world where only he, Kambao and her shirt would be there.

So, on the day of valentine Chibil was keen on going into a relationship with Khambao. He had planned something special for Khambao for which she could not resist to fall. He had planned to give a beautiful basket decorated with yellow zulu flowers which he had brought from a general store in greece some two years back. The basket had all possible things which Chibil thought could impress her and mostly they had to do with his inventions over the time. He had prepared small miniatures of all those to gift her. It had a pair of wheel carved out of stone, a small matchbox to signify fire, a small scale electric generator, a pendulum and few more similar romantic stuffs. Apart from this he had brought cocoa seeds from Africa. Now what………………..?!. Did you think our hero will be so human to gift chocolates?! ‘OBVIOUSLY not’, signifying that our hero made everything from trash( and not into trash), he  would prefer anything which is generative.

With hesitation and shyness the shivering hands of Chibil knocked at Khambao’s place. “Khambao open the door”, a voice from inside shouted loud only to make Chibil’s heart beat run even faster. The pulmonary valves of Chibil were now operating at speed that could make all the Japanese engineers working on maglev feel ashamed of them-selves. As the door opened slowly a blurred image appeared from behind with scattered hairs in night dress giving clear indications that she had just been awake. To her surprise it wasn’t the milkman. “ Shit! She even isn’t wearing that shirt”, Chibil whispered to himself. He held his breath providing ample oxygen to his lungs and finally decided to do what he had planned with no delay. He presented the basket that he had brought all the way for her. After this he performed some strange activities which one might think of gymnastics having petty earthly intellect. Going by the same notion there were two summer saults for sure in his act. Having done all this, he finally uttered those magical words, “I Love You”. Khambao stood bewildered at the threshold of door figuring out what had just happened. It took some ten seconds for her to gather back her senses and asked “ Who are you?”. The bunch of cocoa seeds he was carrying fell on the stair case just beside the door.