Love story of Chibil continued……….

Khambao a girl living in the outskirts of Gopal was um……… let’s just say not a normal girl and why not, does our hero deserve a petty earthling as his mate? No way! A normal silly girl child would like irrelevant things such as Barbie or stuffed toys but Khambao being so special had special choices. She would prefer an ape over an apple (still the doctor would remain away from her, for her might be it was an ape a day keeps the doctor away). Anyhow moving to less illogical contexts, she had a special liking for animals and consequently she ended up in a zoo I mean as a guide in a zoo.

She belonged to a middle class family of Gopal and was the second child of her parents. Her father was an archeologist and mother, curator at the city museum. Maybe it was this ‘historical’ background that Khambao had somehow played a role in deciding the destiny of her’s and our hero after all its history that Chibil is all about. As a child Khambao would go to the museum with her mother and  would carefully listen to all the free guided tour which was offered and would enjoy all the folk-lores and legends. It was then when she first came across the name Chibil, according to many historical records of ancient civilizations such as Aztec, Zulu and the Greeks, there existed a great legend who was born sometime back in three lakh B.C.  who possessed all the talents and that he discovered and invented uncountable things, that he graces earth with his incarnations and also that his powers had gone asleep due to some reason which no one knew. It was during this time that Khambao had an arisen intrest in the legend but had no idea as such that the same would come in her life sometime in future.

So, after college due to her keen interst in archeology and mathematics she applied for the post of guide at the local zoo. What……!! Does everything need to be logical, it’s about Chibil after all. So, quietly keep on reading. Having joined the zoo as a guide Khambao made a very special friend there,`Kansi’ was the name of the ape that she had befriended. Each day after her shift at zoo, she and Kansi used to hang on, `obviously’ they could not hang out on branches of tress. For hours they used to discuss astrology and anatomy. But this was not to be for very long, for his ‘unapely’ behavior and excess violence with fellow, Kansi was moved out of the zoo and was exiled into the forest in the outskirts of Gopal. Khambao did not like this separation and therefore moved on but Kansi had taken those hours seriously so much that he started to search for her everywhere in the forest and even in the town(don’t ask me why in forests!!...).

The search proved to be very exhausting and long for Kansi. During this he had been shot at seven times, beaten numerous times whenever either he got in someone’s home, bathroom, and even bedroom looking for his Khambao.  It had been four months now and poor Kansi was starting to loose hope but as it was meant to be, he happened to be standing just below the house where Chibil had knocked on Valentine’s morning and heard Chibil’s  proposal. Yes, finally Kansi had found Khambao but not in the most of pleasant ways. 

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.