N.B. – This is the third chapter of the second week in the ‘Game of Blogs’ by the team ‘Bards of the Blogosphere’. #CelebrateBlogging
Jennifer was sitting on the pile of blankets, still sleepy, trying to look fresh. Cyrus was the one to answer the door. “Bread toast with sunny side up eggs plus cappuccino”- Jennifer would always shout the moment she used to enter the college canteen. “He still remembers.” She blushed but tried to flush it out. However, it was too late. Cyrus looked at her slyly and started folding his laptop and other files he was working on to make space for the breakfast.
“Wait! What’s that? Is it that blog TMJ? It’s trending on social media nowadays and I absolutely love it. This author has earned a reputation of being daring, radical, good at research and fiery. Only if I could know who he is.”, Jennifer made a sad face.
Cyrus was excited, “At your service ma’am”. He bowed before Jennifer and smiled. “TMJ stands for Tamso Ma Jyotirgamaya. You know Jenny what it means. It means lead me from darkness to light. I have been working very hard on it for last two years- a lot of primary research, investigations and interviews have gone into it. It’s like my field diary. And why I chose to stay anonymous?” laughed Cyrus. “Not that I hate publicity or I am afraid of someone but then I don’t want these things to disturb me. Now the whole world can make a lot of fuss over it while I carry on with my work.”
“I am quite impressed, Cy”, she giggled. “Let me see what you were working on last night. A romantic poem I guess. What is this?” her expressions changed from excitement to disgust.
“This is my latest project. It’s not yet published. I am trying to bust a human trafficking organization. These are some photos and videos of interviews from brothels, police remand home etc.”
“Who’s this man? I think I would never be able to forget the sadness in his eyes.” she was watching a video. “His daughter is a victim of human trafficking. He had been fighting for a long time now but in vain. He’s one of the thousand parents who have lost their kids to the greed and lust of society. I am sure of one thing Jenny- someone very powerful is backing this wretched business. I have proofs and I won’t be surprised if he’s someone close to the minister.”
“Our minister!” Jenny was shocked.
“Yes, poor guy. He doesn’t know He has spent his entire life fighting against flesh trade and trafficking and someone from his close ranks is funding and supporting it. This paper presentation is my only chance to meet the minister and let him know about the misdeeds.”
Cyrus looked at Jennifer. The moment he started talking, she could not take her eyes off him. He meant so much to her and to so many people he did not even know. She was so lucky to come across such a good human being. She was head over heels in love. This realization almost made her cry.
“Did I hurt you again?” Cyrus looked concerned.
“No silly.” Jennifer laughed and hugged him tightly. Cyrus hugged her back, kissed her forehead and got back to work with jenny sleeping by his side.