Tuesday, March 23, 2010

He... She....Love....!

1.     He. She. Std VII. Too early to know what is love. Can understand what is outside beauty. First day of class in Std VII. He saw her. She saw him. Eyes met with each other. From that day he started to notice her, to see her, to watch her activities. He was unknown of the Love-Factor. But he was addicted to her. Her eyes. Her looks. Her hairs. Her voice. Everything. He want to talk to her always. Its December. Its time for the yearly exam. Both passed and promoted to Std VIII. He becomes happy whenever he sees her. whenever their eyes met. He started feeling jealous whenever he sees that she is talking wid someone else (Male). He started to see her eyes randomly in the class. sometimes, she gives a notice to it, sometimes not. Year went and they were promoted to Std IX. He increased "to-see-her-eyes-randomly-in-the-class" factor. This time, this year, she was also a bit interested. She started giving a notice to it always. Always. He sees her. She sees him. Eyes met with each other. She smiles. This process started its repeat mode automatically, every minute. It was (This process) gave him immense pleasure. Wat about she, don't know ! Perhaps the case was same with her also. Yes, it was to early to know what is love. But, they judged with their little and im-matured mind-cum-heart that this was love. One day Our English teacher caught them. Why not ? He (This time He tends to our english teacher) was teaching with his heart and soul but they ( He, She) were busy in glancing in each other eyes. ( They used to sit at a 10 feet gap with each other). The whole class which includes 83 students noticed them. They feel ashamed ! The "glancing-in-each-other's-eyes" stopped ! He was sad. Wat about she, don't know ! But, after a few days its started again. Once again, He was very happy. He becomes very happy when his eyes met with her eyes. He seems to be the richest man, the happiest man on the universe for a few seconds. His friends told him, that "Abe tumko to pyar ho gaya hai" and words like that effect. Again it was too early to realize what is love. Year went. They promoted to class X. After few months he decided to say to her that what he feels about her. He started to search that chance when he can tell, explain, express his feeling about her. Time came. One day, She said to he that she want to tell something to him. He was overjoyed. ( Wo soch raha tha ki, chalo yaar accha hua, wo hi pahle propose kar degi. ) He replied to her that he also wanted to tell her something. Now, what she was thinking, who knows ? They decided a place where they can have their talk. Decision was like this, Kal shaam ko mere ghar ke paas ek party hai. Tumhe invite kiya hai ? oh, accha. Tum please jarur aana. Wahin par tum apni baat kehna aur mai apni baat keh dungi.

2.     He was upset. She was upset. She waited a long time for him. He didn't come. why he didn't come, don't know. It was of some unknown reasons. He was upset more than she. He decided to go her home and meet with her.

3.     He went to her home. Sorry mai kal party me nahi aa paya. Koi baat nai par maine tumhara bahut der tak intazaar kiya. she replied. He nooded with a sorry expression. Hmm, toh tumhe kuch kehna tha. He said. Tumhe bhi kuch kehna tha, pahle tum bolo. It was the reply from her side.This discussion lasted for at least one hour. Lastly, she decided to tell what she wanted to say.

4.     Wo ---------- ( sorry, i can't write her name) keh rahi thi ki wo tumse............! Kya wo mujhse.........., Apni baat complete karo please. He replied with a unknown face expression. Wo --------- loves you. Ab samjhe buddhu ! She replied. He was shocked. What was he expecting and what was the result. Bloddy damn !

5.     Now its your turn. You also wanted to say something. She said. Hmm... He said with a deeper voice and a silent expression. He said nothing. Just remembered that how they used to have a glance in the classes, every minute. 60 times in a hour. 320 times in a schooling day.  He said nothing. She wanted to know eagerly. But he said nothing.

6.     It was a proposal. A love letter. Which is rarely found in now-a-days love. Who cares, to write. But he cared to write. He has written all the feeling he can describe in a piece of paper (though it was very tough, somehow he managed to do it). He gave it to her. Not directly to her. It has gone through a medium to her.

7.     He waited. He waited....... No reply of that Love letter. He was upset. He was sad. He decided, to quit everything. He decided to quit the glances he managed to stole, in the classroom. Though it was tough but he managed to do it. He somehow managed to have nil links with her.

8.     Its was 08 Aug 2001. She gave a book to him. The  cover of the book says that it was a book for "Advanced Maths" for class X. There was something inside this book. He came to home. Opened that book. He got a piece of paper inside. "I accept your proposal with the help of this ordinary piece of paper". I could not write much coz  i am not so good in it. Believe me, whatever was written on that piece of paper, still attract him to read all those. (Still means, till date as it is 23 Mar 2010. He might have gone through that paper, a million-billion times but still he goes through that ) It was love. He. She. Love....!

9.     Now, it was quite comfortable life with having their wish completed. They loved. They rarely meet. But, they write. They write a lot. They wrote to each other. However, it was difficult to write the true feelings on a piece of paper. But, they tried for it.

10.    1 April 2003. Perhaps, it was their last meeting as a boyfriend-girlfriend. But, they were unknown from the fact that this is gonna to be their last meeting. They shared jokes with each other. They walked together, holding each other's hand for quite a few kms. They sit. They talked.

11.    8 Dec 2005. They meet again. she was someone's wife. They meet at their friends home. That day was their friends birthday. she prepared "Gaajar Ka Halwa" specially for him. Wat a devotion ! She is married, She is someone's wife. Still making the damn "Gaajar ka Halwa" for him. He wanted to have a glance with her (which they usually done in their classes, from std. VII to std. X). Eyes met. Smile was missing from She's face. He felt bad. He left the party.

12.    24 Dec 2005. He was leaving his residential place. He left. 26 Dec 2005. A phone call. Dialled by him. Received by her. wishes. Belated X-mas wishes. Advance Happy New Year wishes. Advance B'day wishes. (She used to cut the cake on 03rd Jan). Replies was Same to u, Same to u and thanks. Take Care ! These were the last words said by her to him. Who knows that this gonna to be the last talk between them.

13.    Now, She is no more in this Bloody World. Why she left this world, she knows or god knows. Might be it was above our imagination. No doubt, She was a goddess.

14.   He framed a suicide note like this:   (Might be he had written for the last time for her)

        My dear, 

                   I missed u all the day and night. I missed all the glances we stole in our classes. I think there is no other things which can make me happy other than our glances. Eyes meeting with each other. You smile. You shy. Don't worry dear. Don't feel yourself alone. I am coming. I am coming to you. We will be in a different world. There nobody have got the power to divide us. We will have a sweet life in a sweet home there. I am coming.......... 

15.    He had never suicided. Why ? Who knows !


MangoMan/Bunty said...

Mukesh bhai...u touched my heart man...god!!

i have an inkling tu kiski baat keh raha brave man...hang in there...sometimes we are all so helpless.

Kabhi kabhi US par chhodna padta hai!!

Mukesh said...

Thanks !

If u r having an inkling then pls let me know. I will feel gud.

Hmmm, bhai u r right !

Shruti said...

Really too heart-touching.
Well written.
She: great.
He: great.

Mukesh said...

@shruti : True feelings always touches the heart and it ( is a true feeling.
Really, He : great
She: great

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