studying SSLC i.e. in 2005. There was farewell party organized for us
by our juniors which was rocking. One could see the sadness of
separation and the stress of exams in their faces very clearly. I
loved a girl of my class very much somewhere in the corner of my
heart. I was fed up of this, I was not at all interested in reading,
and her face was distracting again and again. So I was turning the
pages from slam book. While I was reading the page which my girl had
written I was suddenly flabbergasted and even felt very happy.
Generally other girls had written their opinion about me as good boy,
silent boy and intelligent boy but she had written, 'sweet boy'. And
other girls had written their favorite historical monument as: Red
fort, Golgumbaz, Badami caves but she had written her favorite
monument as, 'Tajmahal'.
This little reason was enough for this idiotic heart to plunge in an
illusion that she loved me. Anyhow valentine day was nearing hence I
decided to propose her on that day. She was with her friends in the
canteen that day. That day she seemed to me like a, 'Red red rose' as
expressed by the English poet Robert Burns.
Taking a deep breath, I gave her a Red Rose but couldn't speak; I was
unable to spell even a word. I knew it before itself hence I had
bought a letter in which I had written everything that I wanted to
convey her. I kept that letter on the table before her and said:
"please read it and give your opinion, if you agree its okay if not
let us be friends." After a couple of days it was really shocking and
miraculous that she gave her consent to my proposal, I was unspeakable
as my heart was full of happiness, and my mind was floating on cloud
nine. I can't forget this moment all my life…
Then who was there to question us, like any other lovebirds we too
wondered together to cinemas, park, and hotels, ate masala dosa,
panipuri, kochori on the roadside and tasted varieties of ice-cream
with different flavors. Usually a guy rides the bike and his girl will
be seated behind but here in our case it was entirely reverse: she
uses to ride the scooty and I would be seated behind as SRK did in Rab
Ne Bana Di Jodi. Tell me friends who will get this kind of
opportunity. I was really fortunate to get this opportunity and those
moments spent on scooty with her are memorable seconds in my life.
Lost in these joyful days I never thought of time, it just flew like a
rocket, board exam was nearing hence she said; 'let us not meet each
other until exams are finished.' Those days there were no mobiles like
we have now, we didn't even have the landline. Suppose we had mobile I
assure you, I would have not cleared my SSLC board exam.
Soon after the exams were completed I was waiting for her at the place
we had decided to meet. The surprising thing was that; instead she
coming there, her friends came to me, and before I could ask, 'what
was the matter?' they told; "Pratima's father got transferred and
hence they moved to Mysore few days back."
As I heard the news from my friends, I felt as if 1000volt current
passed through my body. Coming out of the shock later I asked them;
'have you got address or phone number?' To that they replied; 'no we
don't have phone number nor address, you don't get upset, just forget
her.'
Since that day I'm searching her but all my efforts went in vain. Once
I believed today or tomorrow I would meet her but now I lost the last
ray of hope also. I got all my childhood friends in FB after the long
gap of 9 years whom I never imagined to see even in my dreams. Anyhow
she might be missing to my eyes but she is still alive in my heart.
And I thank God who made all these things happen in my life.
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