Charvi ka Left hand

Charvi ka left hand is just like any other left hand. It has four pudgy fingers, one tiny thumb and a smallish square palm. All in all it is the perfect lateral image of her right hand, that is, her strong hand. It does everything which a good left hand is supposed to do. It shifts the gear of her car, it maintains her tissue-tushy relationship, it carries her books as she gloriously enters her class, it plays the chords on her secret guitar and in many other ways serves her like a good left hand. Charvi ka left hand is much like any other left hand, destined to exist as the side kick to her right hand, except that there is a catch.

There is one thing which sets Charvi ka left hand apart from all the other left hands and that is the fact that it is Charvi ka left hand. Devoid of this advantage, most ordinary left hands go unnoticed in history. But that will not be the case with this particular left hand, not as long as it can be called as Charvi ka left hand.

You see, Charvi is, quite ironically, the queen of the underdogs; the most kickass of the side-kicks. So she knows better than to underestimate the importance of the seemingly less important. And it is with this knowledge that she put apna left hand to the use of the greater good.

Let me give you an illustration. On a fine winter evening, in a place which is nice at that time of the day, Charvi ka left hand, singlehandedly…err, you get my point, accomplished what was believed to be impossible. It righted a wrong. Oh, what a moment it was! In one swift moment it confronted the enemy cheek, shaking the very foundation of her foe. The contact had an irreversible effect for never since then has the evil crept to the surface, all its boldness lost in a flash.  

Besides wielding it as a weapon, Charvi has also been known to employ apna left hand for achieving quite the opposite purposes.  Sources inform that uska left hand possesses mysterious healing powers. This information finds its authority from this one incident where she was sighted bringing an object, long believed to be lifeless, to its senses. At the touch of uska left hand, a soft crooning began to emit out of the object and slowly but surely its form began to glow and heat up. Such was the energy that began radiating from this entity that all those who witnessed this miracle shook out of their stupor and joined the song of the object-no-more.

And yet such sinister happenings cannot be natural. Surely they did not occur on their own accord, simply because one tiny girl wished it to be so. Perhaps it is the odd pattern of her prints. Or maybe the work of a lotion crafted of exotic ingredients. We can only depend upon conjectures and surmises but the secrets which lie behind these activities are best known to the girl herself. What further Charvi ka left hand will do is yet to be seen. However, fear remains that someday there will come a man, the carrier of a ring, who will bind this unrestricted force of the girl and uska left hand only to make the world poorer thus. 

A rare snap of the hand in question.
This photo was taken soon after a young Witch had
blessed Charvi for her services with the
customary black nail paint worn by her sisters.

[Note - ye toh mere baay haath ka khel tha! So Charvi, my love, you have enjoyed quite a break there. Good. Now that you are rested well, embrace the next challenge with all your might.  The title of your next post must be "Inside Out". It is a wide one. Amaze me. I shall keep an eye out for your next post here. See you soon!]