Friday, 19 June 2026

'The Auto-Bio Of A Rock' by Rathin Bhattacharjee

We’ve been the only witness! Oh, sorry! This isn’t how a story begins, right? Human stories! The very concept makes me chuckle to myself. All made up of lies, falsity, untruth and deception.

To come back to my story – I’m a solid rock in the river with a history but I won’t tell you the name for you humans are not only curious, suspicious by nature but dangerous too.

The fast-flowing river with its surroundings is a treat for the eye. If it’s remained so for years, the reason being the village is far away. But the lovers would come sit on me, dangling their feet for hours. They were so much in love that we all were happy for them.

They came in the early hours one day. They’re a handsome pair and lightened up the atmosphere with love and laughter. We didn’t mind as they’re simple, innocent love-loans like most of us.

After some time, the lovely lass, totally uninhabited, got undressed, threw the clothes on the shore and invited the lad to do the same gleefully. They’d so much fun that they didn’t see the hairy, bare-chested man turn up and hide behind the tree. I knew from the way he was ogling the girl, that he’s evil. I prayed to The One Above to save the lovers.

No sooner did the evil man stealthily step into the river than something strange happened! I don't know how but his still body was floating on the water a few minutes later!

I heard the girl wail out, ‘Ron, it’s Shyamal Da from our locality. Hurry up!’

Unable to save him, they’d to leave the body behind finally. That way we all were saved otherwise, there is no imagining the level of destruction you could of caused us.

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