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Tuesday, 26 March 2013

Never Together... Never Apart... PART-1


Sides of river… Never together…Never apart…



God pen down our life with the secret ink of Destiny. We can't fight, we can't run away, we just accept it today or some other day.
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The mild icy breeze was kissing me softly while the moon was shinning in the sky to its brightest. Its dazzling rays entered the bedroom through the open French window. I was busy chasing my prince in my dreamland, when an unwanted touch wobbled me.   I could see my prince on a black horse; I tried to jog towards him when I realized a whisper titillating my ear, a whisper, which was enough for me to get back to the real cruel world where no such prince exists.

‘Sakshi… Get up, please. I need to talk’ Parita whispered again as she shook me as wild as she can.
‘Pari, have you seen the time? It’s two past twelve AM. What’s wrong?’ I said as I got up and brushed my eyes to get myself awake.

‘I need to talk, I can’t sleep…’ Parita spoke softly.

I supported my head on the bolster and motioned her to continue her crap, as I knew she would not let me sleep tonight in any way. 
‘Sakshi… I am, I am missing Samar’ she stammered. 

‘What? Are you crazy? Why are you missing him? It’s your wedding in next 24 hours. You will be a happily wedded bride, what’s the point in missing him?’ I shot back.

‘Hmm… I don’t know. Do you mind to listen to our story for the one last time?’ she asked nervously.
I have listened to their story for more than hundredth time I suppose, but if she wanted to narrate me that beautiful story for the one last time, I was ready to stay awake all this night. This was the last night Parita would spend being single. She is my best friend or I should say best-est friend. We wanted to be with each other a night before the most important day of her life. It’s her wedding tomorrow, she won’t be Parita Nanda anymore, and she won’t be the same friend anymore whom I can pull along at every next place I go.
 I neared to her and hugged her tightly saying ‘I am always there by your side. Chal, I am ready to listen to the story again, narrate it for me’.  

She nodded in excitement while few dew pearls shimmered in her beautiful eyes. In addition, there she began narrating her life, in her voice, for the one last time…


It was seven years back when I was in the ninth grade. Parita Nanda was the most popular name amongst the faculties. No, not because I was a brilliant student but because I was the most notorious student they have ever seen in their entire teaching career. Well, this is what they used to tell me. I was an average student, always struggling to score 35% marks in the horrible subject named mathematics. I had my own world, a world full of pranks, a world so care free, a world so packed with dreams of adolescence. 

I remember once I had played a stupid prank. It was mathematics lecture when few alien as if symbols were been drawn on the board by the professor. I wanted to scream at him saying to stop this crap he was doing over board, well, I did that.  I stood up on my desk and screamed ‘Naahiii… ye nahi ho sakta, apni bakwas band karo’ and then acted to faint when numerous eyeballs were staring at me with fright. Poor professor, he still thinks I was going through nervous breakdown. Dumb people I tell you.

I was busy enjoying my prank-filled life and never noticed someone who was going to be an important part of my life, very soon. It was the first terminal examination when I horrendously failed in almost every subject of the syllabus. However, unlike me, someone was awesomely excited for the record-breaking 96% he had scored. He was Samar. I never noticed him in the class before the result day, but, since that day, I knew he was a first bencher unlike me, studious unlike me, and a total manner full and sincere guy unlike me again. He wasn’t a nerd although. I wondered how did I missed to notice such a handsome guy in my class, may be because he never animated his voice glands in the class.

I unintentionally started noticing him every day. Noticing him became my addiction, I would turn restless the day he was absent. That teenage crush started to bloom by spreading the fragrance of love. Though I was extrovert, I did not have the guts to walk up to him and start the conversation. But one day, fortunately, I got the chance to listen to his husky voice. It was a free lecture when entire class was playing truth and dare.
I was given a dare, a dare to walk up to Samar and ask him ‘Uncle ji, what’s your secret for thick black hair at this age’. I walked up to him in excitement and before I could utter a word, he said ‘I hate this senseless and manner less girl. I can’t bear her sight, if she is playing, I am out of it’.

I stood there looking at him and trying to digest his cruel words. What did I do? I never bothered him, never shared a word with him, then what was the reason for his hatred towards me? I was feeling trashed, insulted, and angry at the same time. I left the classroom and rushed towards the washroom, locked myself in and cried until my throat ran dry. The soft corner I had started to develop for Samar started becoming concrete.
Such a stupid day it was, I was a kid… he made me cry, insulted me, hated me… little did we know the later time we were about to live…

He made her cry for no reason,
Tears in her eyes, an alone pigeon

She weeps aloud her silent pain,
Her feathers are wet in the heavy rain.

But, one fine day her smile will reach the blue sky.
She will leave the pain behind & her smile will fly.


TO BE CONTINUED...
Next Chapter


Author-
Dristhi Dasgupta (Blogger at Because you'are- One of a Kind)


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