THE UNIDENTIFIED

The office-rush hour,and thus traffic jam following every single crossing providing the bus engine with enough rest &making every passenger literally immobilized &just stuck& also the bus’s congestness could have been easily guessed out..even air have to ask for passage.but lucky me managed a window seat &was the only consolation past this 1&1/2 hrs of journey of which 45 minutes it was hard to convince the bus to move .Though modern day technology inspite of making us addicted to it provide us with great entertainment .my phone memory came pretty handy making me tune to all my favourites and thanx to my civic sense I preferred only to exercise my ear drum listening to those through headset and not giving any extra reasons to my co-passengers to feel disgusted . I nodded well to some fast beats though basically they are not my type but the day I needed little boost & energy to combat such adverse condition …anyways suddenly the song stopped midway as I was going to inspect I could well hear my ringtone . I was going to check who called and to my utmost surprise no number flashed on the screen only the incoming call alert thing was being displayed,strange I crosschecked ..though sometimes ISD numbers cannot be identified or call centre numbers purposely made confidential or may be civil or intelligence related numbers ..but absolutely no digit or character was being showed on my screen?? But without further introspection I answerd the phone..before saying hello I waited few seconds..and the caller side was more than excited to start .It was an unknown voice little broken n thin maybe indicating seniority much age .he started “this traffic won’t move today!the weather must also be driving you crazy…impatient and passively enduring as you are !Why don’t you get down here its only a few miles walk from here”I just turned my head in every possible direction seethroughing every corner of the bus ,my silent ,shocked eyes trying hard to trace him out yet hesitating.then before I could utter few words he cleared his voice and said”but be careful dear you are still young and the world meaner !!”and just cut the call.As if he had known me for years. I just then got up from my seat before I could realize anything I was walking by the footpath speechless,thoughtless..taking every cautious step&turning around ..then I started all my assumptions must be a prank tried by any of my kind friend or may be just my imagination running wild as for minutes I closed my eyes and had a little snooze ,might just be a hallucination . I was in total hysteria I took a rickshaw to reach back home .but the careless rikshawbhaiya maybe was new to this route lost track and we landed up in some unknown quiet lane that too a pretty deserted one I saw an old man walking the laneside I asked bhaiya to enquire with him .he stopped as he was desperately called ,he was more than happy to help as he was giving the directions he constantly gazed at me and that resembling unnecessary comforting smile of his..and his voice ..wait that voice ya exactly the phone one sounded alike!oh my holy heaven…I just shouted bhaiya ok ok lets go enough we will our self find our way…as the rickshaw was moving and its distance with the oldman increasing my heart beats were slowly descending ,the man wouldn’t stop looking at us .he waved a long goodbye I was so afraid still can’t remove my eyes off him.but though his directions were right I successfully make back home . I gave the bhaiya money didn’t even ask for change I just rush home .this place never felt such sweeter any other day . I just kept on ringing the callingbell and thrashing the door hard.and as the heavendoor got open I just ran straight into my room . I was emotionally paralyzed reactionless almost cold .The next thing I knew was my alarm ringing the next morning .last night I slept as if it was my last sleep ,almost senseless partially hypnotized.but the whole day I kept on thinking little humiliated to disclose to everyone .everybody would have come up with their unique suggestion must be your imagination,watching too much tv ,ghost series ha!over stress nah!somebody poke fun at your cost,let us contact a ghost whisperer ssh….ssh…enough better I kept it more private to myself only ,days,months years passed .though answering phone or traveling alone continued to be quite a phobia for few days…but with time even that person’s appearance got faded.though the whole incident covered few bytes of my main memory neither accessible by good memoirs section nor bad tragedies but just pure shock with a big questionmark??with a format which my system is unable to support no knowledge ..totally unidentified !!!!