to love anyone but when I was in tenth standard, National High School,
in Bidar, i.e. is in 2004-05 I saw a girl who was fabulous to look at,
I don't know what happen? I just felt thrilledinside seeing her, she
seemed like an Angel came to Earth straight from Heaven. I was stunned
watching her cute face, twinkling eyes,soft red rosy lips, her short
hairs neatly combed, a streak down to her cheek and whenever it fell
on her eyes, she blew it gently, I could sense the warmth in her hair
and the way she plunked her hair behind an ear, Damn Hell!She killed
me…
Day by day love for her inmy heart was growing deeper and stronger,
her image floated in my headas I reached home and I was dying to see
her again and again all my life, it was my luck that she was from our
school and even exciting news was she was my classmate. I went mad in
her thoughts. I and my friends' Avinash & Guru one night while passing
her Home screamed her name and stopped ahead, to see her come out but
to our surprise no one came to check who it was? After a couple of
days I came to know the fact that they had gone to their native and
home was locked, we Guru& Avi didn't notice it. Time ran as fast as
metro train.
Meanwhile in the month of January 2005 our school had arranged a
picnic to CHAKUR which is in Maharashtra 180kms from Bidar. There were
two buses which separated boys and girls while leaving Bidar, I think
it was the Bad idea of our Headmaster nicknamed "Daku". After three
hours of journey we reached our destination Chakur.
It was a wonderful place having each and every thing, say All in One.
A biglake, small hill covered with meadows, a train, boating etc. We
enjoyed peddle boating for more than an hour. She and her friends were
at the centre of lake in other boat, when we went close to them it was
astonishing that all beginto fling water from lake at each other; all
were wet now including me. I was lucky to watch her inher wet dress
which was sticking to her body, Oh God I was on cloud number nine.
Later we had the rounds in train, played many other exciting games
andat noon we had the lunchthat we had brought our home, shared it
among us, it was the sweetest lunch ever I had in my life. I got a
binocular from a junior friend and it was an army binocular of his
father. I and my friend sudheep watched all especially girls. I was
gazing at her through binocular standing on a hill, I say you friends
it was simply Awesome they were probably 200 meters far from us below
the hill, it seemed just like a 3D film that has made a great fuss
nowadays. I felt that she stood before me very close. She was dressed
in Light green salwar and a black kameez, yellow flowers sketched on
it, wore Blue Sandals. I wanted to stare at all the day but my friend
sudheep snatched it fromme, idiot…
My friends knew about me and noticed what I was doing, so they boosted
me to propose her, said it's the perfect and great opportunity, don't
miss it else you would suffer a lot. I knewI would be unable to spell
even a word to her. Hence I had a couple of White Mischief vodka wine
shots so that it doesn't smell and give me some courage. I went to
her, she was standing near ice-cream parlor, she didn't notice me,
andI went still closer shivering, summoned some courage and called her
'Pratima', she turned towards me and asked 'yes what'? Unable to say
'ILU' I was quite for few seconds, I was unable to think or reply and
she again asked 'yeah what's the matter tell me? Nothing special just
wanted to talk to you, well how was the day? I asked, Oh, it was a
very nice, had a lot of enjoyment and fun which I had never
beforethis, a precious memorable day in my lifewhich would never
comeagain, she said'.
You said true it would never come again, can I have some water? I
askedand while she gave bottle our hands held hand in hand for
nanoseconds, ugh! I was in Heaven, and then drank some water
sayingthanks came back to our gang where I was screwed by my friends.
While returning contrary to my friends' thinking instead of being sad,
I was happy, the happiest man on the earth as I talked to my girl for
the first time in the period ofseven months and I danced for first
time to the super hit blockbuster movie 'Dhoom and Arya', everyone
danced with full excitement to "Dhoom machale, dhoommachale, dhoom and
aa ante amalapuram". Thanks to Sunil and my friends who had arranged
it in government bus.
Those were the best days of my life and if I had my choice yeah, I
wanna be there. I tell you friends this picnic day was the most
memorable and longest of all my School days. Each moment, each event
is vivid and fresh inmy mind as if it happened yesterday. …
Soon our send-off function came near and everyone was busy in taking
autographs, purchasing new dress and shoes etc however I was not
worried about those things and came as usual. I was astounded tosee
her pretty face all thetime and she was blushing. I could see the love
in her eyes, passion was lightening fire within me, seeing her in Red
sarree with matchingBangles, Earrings, a watch on left hand and dark
red nail polish on her toenails, What shall I say guys, I have lost
the words. She appeared likea Red Red Rose.
And it was my bad luck that, it was the last day, last time forever I
saw her. Soon after completing exams they had shifted to Mysore as
their father was transferred, one of my friends gave me this Shocking
news. It's said "First love is always the best love", yeah it's true
it can never happen again. Mine was also the best love apart from one
thing that, it was one way. My friends suggest me every now and then:
why are you running behind the missing girl, why are you pounding for
the girl whom you can't see. But my heart feels she may be misplaced
but my love is not lost and would never vanish, until my last breath
goes out… Yes of course, I'm eager to see her, talk to her and I hope
one or the other day I would meet her again for sure very soon, if not
I have already met her, talked to her that's more than enough. In
myopinion love doesn't mean to have romance, it's something beyond it.
For me it is to, discover ourselves in others and a way of Silent
Meditation.
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