I remember the girl, who came to my life with thousands of flowers in her hands. she was the one who gave meaning to my life.. it may sound meaningless for others knowing an 17-year boy’s love story… please bear me with…
It was not acceptable for me to have a lover , when i started studying plus one.. i don't need anyone and i realized that Love is only for fools to dream and for poets to sing.. you may wonder? But life is so or it has to be…
I was always crazy finding true love.. and still am i….you know, not only in my case every boys think the same. They all do the same. boys started to think about their better half even before others think they should be... but cannot blame them . they have to be more conscious about the one who live with them till the end than the board exam.
I was the topper in my class until tenth and i didn't spend much time with girls and tried to avoid them without any reasons. In fact I don’t know why I faced so much difficulty in facing even classmates. And I didn’t make any headache to anyone( –except in my family). so that i could develop a good comment from girls. Like “ hey look at him . I didn’t see him with any girls yet . I’m sure he is fresh…”.huh.. I don’t know why I couldn’t talk to girls those years and I didn’t even get any topic to tell them. were I that much shy? I don’t know. But I know that it was my weakness which I changed during those years.. sometimes I wondered by looking some of my friends who was killing time with girls. And surprised how come they make girls happier…
I have a cousin named Rony she was with me since first standard or I was hunting by her since birth . i was very tied up with her friends.. In those years i had a friend called Sree vatsa Bhatt.. he was a brahmin.. an innocent and loving friend. you can’t find me without him. i didn't have a friend like him even later. i tried to keep in touch with all my friends.. and i was happy that i had a good RQ in all the times and my parents was also satisfied with my academic performance(until the results came).. i will say that was the spring time of my life.
After the vacation……………
okai, when i stepped in to my 10th standard our class got split. my sister and Bhattu were separated from me … I don’t know who the hell made all these. It happens every year in our school, they rearrange each division and disturb new born-bonds….. It was too painful for me. I was losing a friend rather than my sister who walked with me hand in hand for last 5 years... it hurts me a lot..i lost all my friends except three or four..
When the bell rang at 10 , I entered my new class room. i chose a seat in the third raw and sat without talking to anyone .i am familiar with almost all faces but I don’t know them personally. I rolled my eyes through the class room and saw my classmates restless. The voice became louder and louder.. and after five or ten minutes, our class teacher came and spread smiles on his new students. His sudden presence caused a pin drop silence in the class room. our class teacher gave more than ten instruction about the discipline that we had to hold in the whole year. Also he tried to boost us. He was advising us about the new risk that we are going to take. He told us to take our life seriously. All of us sat in front of him as we took life seriously. He taught us maths. To be frank, I couldn't even listen a single word. I was totally wrapped with the feeling of missing. I tried to speak to my benchmate who was playing game with his mobile. He introduced himself and told that the teacher is his uncle.. and he said that he played cricket yesterday with him and won by 3 runs..i saw a wild smile on his face which clarified his pride on his success over his uncle. Unfortunately sir called his name after few minutes and scolded him for using mobile phone in the class room. He didn’t expect it from his uncle. uncle stared at him as if he discovered my friend’s porn collection. Okai he will teach him a lesson in the next episode of their family-cricket match, I thought. I didn’t talk to him anymore and I saw a guy sitting in front of me was dying to pay attention to maths sir. I have seen him before and we call him Jecy. And I was surprised how come him to pay that much attention to the advisor who was saying us to get up at 5’ O clock in the morning… our next hour was Geography,I noticed that jecy was fighting with his friend. What happened to him? Doesn’t he like geography? Then our teacher warned him to be decent in the class. But when teacher called him the second time he was singing.. he didn’t say anything and tried to focus on his singing. . But lately I came to know that Jecy, who is dreaming to work with film industry was already fell in love with our maths sir’s daughter. And he was sruggling hard in front of his future father in law to prove himself that he is eligible even academically to marry a maths teacher’s daughter..
By the middle of the third hour I heard a constrained laughter from one corner of the class room. I looked around and saw few girls there in the last bench smiling uncontrollably. i don’t know what made my eyes to stay in that corner even if I tried to look at the black-board.i don’t know how much I scolded my eyes .but it was finding someone who was hiding by the shoulder of a toll girl. I stared there and saw her. I experienced a sudden flush of blood somewhere in my heart . i don’t know what energy diffused in me. Her eyes strucked with mine and simply stole my heart.. I tried to call back my eyes from her , but my eyes didn’t obey me.. some scattered hairs on her forehead danced with the gentle breeze as if she beckoned my love...and her lips was sending a reflection towards the light. I closed my eyes and realized I was not in a dream. i couldn't escape from her eye sight . I felt to plant a biggest kiss on her lips..
“dude …... teacher!!” I shocked by hearing jecy’s voice. I lost my train
of thoughts . I turned my head to the black board. Teacher was looking at me.. and she turned to the girl who stole my heart just few seconds before.. “stand up… whats your problem..?”. teacher asked.
A slim girl from the back bench stood up. Trying to avoid eye contact with the teacher…”your name?” teacher asked.
“Ann Thomas. Sorry miss ..am just…”
“its okai .. do not disturb anyone ..sit down”.
She nodded. and sat with a deep sigh. Teacher continued her class and looked at me like a convict..
“thank God , nothing happened wrong..” I said to myself.
“what??” jecy asked.
“Nothing. The black board is not visible.” I escaped .
She had a friend Nisha sitting with her,who was gazing at me when i was trying to see my little angel once more..
I had my lunch, of course with Bhattu and I told him about her. He just smiled and told me to talk her. I came to my class early. sat in my seat and took my note book which I bought in the morning.. Ann was there and talking with her friends. I saw her looking at me and pretended that she looks at somewhere else when I looked at her .. I couldn’t stop me and wanted to talk to her. “c’on dude … cheer up.. talk to her “ my mind told me. Yes .. I have to talk to her .. but how? What I’ll ask her ? I know her name, so I cant ask that. my mind didn’t stop fighting with my thoughts.
“hai..” I heard a voice, turned my head up and saw she was there standing in front of me.. she blessed me with a smile.. her presence was surprising. I tried to speak..
“ hello Ann.” I felt difficulty to complete my sentence, my mind was in state of excitement… i tried to ask something but no voice came out.. i searched for words to talk to the one who captured my heart with her eyes.. she also kept silence. But i knew thought she was also talking with me without words. God,why did you bless her with such enchanting smile, because of what I’m dying..
She looked at me like a kid waiting for candy.. I have to talk to her..
“What was the issue with the teacher? “ I tried to talk to her. Really I don’t know from where I got the strength to complete this big sentence..
“it was nothing.. nisha said a comment about our teacher.. but I couldn’t control my laughter... she saw me.. “ she said.
“hmm… I thought you are going to get out from the class… “.
“i also expect that. hey.. ?”She was trying to say something
“ what ..?” I asked.
“you seem so dull in the class since morning.. what happened?”
Actually I heard it with a shock. She was noticing me from morning. … I don’t know what to tell and I kept quiet. i was falling closer to her by her personal question. She wanted to know why I am not happy and What makes me worry… I don’t want to say her that I don’t like my life to be taxed by this class without my intimate friends.
“ its nothing .. I didnt feel better because….” .i said.
“Ann , Shereefa is calling you “. Someone interrupted me and I saw Nisha was calling Ann to meet shereefa, a muslim girl who always use to cover her face with a black veil ..I know she wanted to go now. I looked at her
“ Ann , its nothing . I think we can talk later.. Shereefa want to see you now.”.
She nodded and left a smile .. she went to Shereefa… and Nisha gave me a doubtful look. I focused on the fresh page of my note book.. I felt something which cant expressed in words.. and I sat there. in few minutes and realised I fell in love with her..
“Life become more meaningful when the unexpected happens….”
I saw my uncle come to my class in the last section. he looked at me and waved his hand to me. i was surprised to see him there with my class teacher .They spend few minutes talking each other I saw both of them looking at me. But I didn’t know that was a conference to hang me. actually my uncle was requesting to change my division to my cousins division. My class teacher couldn’t refusemy uncle’s demand and told me to bid-bye to the class and join my cousins division..i don’t know what to do and what to say .. I sat there a few moments . that was the first time i felt angry to my sister..how a person like me can bear this???.... i looked at her face.. no i didn't.. i was not able to do that .. i stood from my seat and i began to walk and i looked her face she was seen so gloomy that time.. from that i'm made sure that she dont like my leaving .. i don’t know why .. .. i smiled at her... but she didn't respond but stared at me..
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When i passed through the corridor, i looked at her face once again. she was looking at me...and left a smile for me…
