Rupam strolled through the exit of Bagdogra Airport and ventured out in the splendid brilliant daylight. He was again visiting city of Siliguri in enormously mainstream slope station of Darjeeling, North West Bengal. Being an expert picture taker there was nothing more remunerating than coming to Darjeeling; where the nature's gifts exhibit the lovely, amazing and the eminent picturesque magnificence set in the great phase of the most elevated mountain top. The range of superb Himalayas, consistently dazzling, perpetually the picture takers' definitive joy, welcomed his eyes! There was another purpose behind Rupam to visit Darjeeling after very nearly three years. He unmistakably recalled his last visit; he had Neelima, his young lady was with him! Would he have the option to discover her? His recollections skimmed back; the last visit to Mirik, a little pleasant slope station with wonderful lake, encircled by timberlands on all sides in the background of Mount Kanchenjunga, the world's third most elevated pinnacle, settled in Himalayas! Neelima, the neighborhood young lady was at first the model for his photographic task. Her ladylike charms and disposition had enchanted him; there was that fascination which he was unable to overlook! She had once said,"… more you see the excellence of nature here, more you will overlook some other magnificence, including me… " She had grinned, reddening! Each visit, all that they did together was a fantasy; a ceaseless dream! Anyway the fate had something different put away for them. That morning, three years back, he had left his lodging; the early sun featuring the grand characteristic magnificence was entrancing him; he was additionally going to meet Neelima in the eastern corner of Ghoom Monastery-encompassed by thick timberland and plentiful greenery! A condition of radiant satisfaction had wrapped him! He had arrived at Monastery around 10.45 am, found no indication of her, gotten used to some pausing and plunked down on the close by seat. Hours passed by … still there was no indication of Neelima! It was 1.55 pm and the sun was at its apex. Rupam had been progressively stressed as this was totally not normal for Neelima; he at that point chose to visit her home about five miles away. On going into the house he was in for a stun. Neelima's mom was crying and her dad sobbingly had said,"Neelima has not returned since the previous night… we don't have the foggiest idea what has occurred… " The whole family was despondency blasted. It was an unproductive exertion by the Police as she was unable to be followed. Next about fourteen days had turned useless for him; he left no stones unturned to look through her! Maybe she had left her home without advising her family! Indeed, even her folks hesitantly acknowledged that! With overwhelming sadness Rupam had gotten back to Kolkata! He left all memory of the memory behind him. There was no correspondence by any stretch of the imagination! A long time had passed however he was unable to overlook her. His companions comprehended his tension yet nothing should be possible. Yet, Rupali, one of his companions, had upheld him… "Kindly don't be so disturbed… life goes on!" She had beseeched holding his hand tenderly, her eyes turning damp and delicate for her dearest companion. Potentially she needed to be in excess of a companion! After three years, that day Rupam had again gotten back to similar put on another of his expert tasks. Rupali, likewise an expert picture taker, had additionally accompanied him. She was to go along with him later close to where he had last visited-when he would never meet Neelima! Ghoom Monastery! He clearly recollected Neelima. Gradually he strolled towards the recognize; his expert duty keeping… taking pictures of different lovely scenes. On checking the photos in his advanced camera, as he strolled, abruptly he saw – one of the photos of the northern slope with a sheer drop at the edge had a weak blueprint simply close to the fall. He squinted at the photo thinking, "maybe my finger has preceded the focal point or some specialized shortcoming… ". In any case, on a more critical look he found that it was not really… it appeared as though a diagram of a human… could be a lady… ! He glowered as didn't recall any female anyplace in his viewfinder while he was taking photos. A 6th sense caused him to carry the photo closer to his eyes; with developing surprise then he understood that he could perceive the lady, it was, … as his palpitation began expanding, .. the image of Neelima!! He was unable to comprehend. "Where is Neelima? How is she in the image when I have not seen her?" He glanced around. "She should be here some place … I will ask her for what good reason she had disappeared these years?" He began strolling towards the spot, at the edge of the precipice, of which he had snapped the picture, looking. He firmly investigated the zone wanting to see her… it was brilliant and bright open space with thick backwoods beginning at any rate quarter of a mile away; no possibility of missing seeing any individual before that! There was not a single body in sight. His breath was lopsided in expectation. Peering down the sheer long drop of the bluff, the green mass of vegetation grouped down underneath over miles; startlingly he felt his head swimming with a weird vibe of dimness wrapping his detects. And afterward he felt falling! Oblivious psyche was revealing to him that he was tumbling down the precipice, a free fall! He expressed a choked cry! No one was there to spare him and at that point everything went clear! He opened his eyes, his head pulsating. Steadily before his vision a structure was taking shape. She was Neelima! A similar Neelima who was lost to him endless years back, for whom he had needed however would never get. He attempted to get up, yet his body was unwavering, he swore by the ground and went into insensibility. Before that he could feel that she had drawing close to him, could feel her recognizable aroma and body warmth as though she was exceptionally close, contacting him! Opening his eyes again he found that he was on a bed in a stay with an open window confronting him, the shades were swinging in light breeze, and daylight had lit the foot of the bed. As he centered, he found that he was in an emergency clinic room, a specialist was looking at him – nurture was setting up a needle for infusion. Behind her, Rupali was standing… her face reflecting nervousness. At the point when the specialist and attendant left, Rupali approached. There were tears in her eyes. She trifled with his hand and contacted her lips on his brow. "Express gratitude toward God you are okay… I would have passed on if something transpired… " she murmured. Rupam shook his head, "I don't comprehend what's going on? How could I come here? I tumbled off the bluff … I thought I had kicked the bucket." She sat on the edge of the bed, "I saw you going close to the furthest limit of the precipice… attempted to stop you… yelled to caution you, however you were strolling as though sleepwalking… absolutely incognizant of the threat… at that point you just overturned… " She got up and strolled towards the window. "My heart halted, my psyche went clear for a second, and I ran forward… " She turned cleaning her tears. "I thought I had lost you, however when I peered down I saw that you had fallen on a little edge anticipating from the side of the bluff… you were completely quiet… I yelled in alarm… fortunately a few passers-by ran towards me saw you and helped us!" Rupam stayed still… genuinely he seemed safe… yet his psyche was on the occurrence when he had seen Neelima. He talked in extremely low tone, "However I saw Neelima when I had fallen… how, and where is she… carry her to me?" He attempted to get up, talk yet Rupali delicately put her hand on his shoulder and controlled him. "Today, Neelima's dad had come to meet you in the lodging after you had left." Remaining calm for certain minutes Rupali proceeded, "Neelima met with a mishap three years back when you needed to meet her in these slopes, her body could be recouped from the gorges after numerous weeks." She took his two hands in hers, "I don't have a clue how you might have seen her!" Rupam took a gander at Rupali, his voice in wonderment, "She needed to take me with her… however you brought me back… it was her affection from the ethereal world against your adoration at this very moment… your adoration won!" Both watched out from the window towards the moving slopes of the foot of forcing Himalayas; what more riddles lay there?
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