A NEW BEGINING... ... ...

 

It was a hot summer day, all in our school uniforms with tension and fear on sweet little tender faces as we were in a few minutes to enter into our examination hall to pen-down our class 5 examination. As usual I had to hurry as I was late a few minutes. It was then I got to see this new face that was so eagerly watching/listening one of my cousin speaks to her team mates. Since ages it’s been in our way to hate the members of her team as we never kept any good understanding between us. Though we speak well outwardly, deep inside us had never been any such true friendship and since this new face was seen amongst them he too was placed into the same so called “fake friendship zone”

Later in future I never got to see that new face much as I think he was a person of kind reserved and kept away from public, but anyways had just spotted his presence for a couple of times for the next two years. By the time all this could happen, we completed our class 7 and was admitted into a girls high school for the next 3 years during which I never got to see his face anymore and his thoughts or remembrance was no were in my mind anymore. But once I accidentally got to see him on a street close to my place named “geetha road”, he was on his bicycle and I was out for a walk with my sister in law.

Once our tenth class results were out, I was put into “Sri Mahaveer Jain College, KGF” for the next 2 years. If my memory is right, I guess it was in the month of June our college started. Even now as usual I was late again, this time not to class but late to college itself (confusing?)………i.e. college reopened for 11^th standard ( I PUC) students on 14^th June 2006 but I entered college only on 22^nd or 23^rd of June as I was affected by Chicken pox… … … 

My day one into the college campus was straight into our physics lab that which I can not forget for my life time and post lunch we had our regular classes. Our class was in the ground floor tagged as room number ““. It was now exactly that old new familiar face was into my sight again… to my most surprise he was introduced to me by one of my best friend… nope by my only best friend as of then and could be forever.

It was just a casual intro and we left after a couple of minutes of talk, departed waving a bye. Trust me- I was soo fickle! The same face which I hated even before I could get to know his name had today turned to be my best friends’ friend and so obviously will become even mine in a few days…

As days rolled, we got to understand each other well and he became one among us. It had turned like we 3-(myself, my best friend and him) always together, walking to college in the mornings, during day together in college hours, leaving back home together and to this added our tuition life… … … we all joined the same tuition (nothing intentionally) named SST that which placed at a distance of 5 minutes walk from my place and his to as he resides just a couple of streets behind ours.[ Most interesting]… … never  got to know a person for the past 5 years who lived close to our place, may be I was a good girl – like a one all-time under the roof (not even in dreams am so)… … …

We were really crazy at times, though he had a bicycle to drive back home there had hardly been any day he could use that. We were always found walking on streets which was the most interesting one for me because, there always exhisted a fear on both the faces of my best friend and him as they were worried of being caught in the eyes of their family or relatives – as how would they take – girls and guys walking together on streets everyday? …….. I dint had to worry as my parents were well known about me and my relationship with my friends. But at times I too had hesitated when got to notice any of my elderly concerned people had to cross us. (Life was fun and joy!)… … … 

To mention about him, I had always admired his way of speaking to elders – really well grown with culture and ethics and at times I had also admired his fear for everything and an all-time justification master that “his family expects him to be like that or only his this way of living would suit his family”… …hmmm…I a word he can be described as “FAMILY PECK” …(Too loving)… … … I had also been crazy about his way of talking to friends and especially with so called girl-friends… to make it clear he had girls as friends but never his girl. He would hardly open his mouth though he wants to or has loads and loads to share. It’s really hell out of heaven to make him speak but to me he had shown some concern and had spoken at times. The most used word for his life time would be – the precious word – “THEN “… … … … …  

      

My Lady Love!

She was so close to me
though I went far from her.
she had madly loved me
though I never meant her.
She had all time been mine
though I had failed being for her.
She had cared me long

though I had been rude to her.
She had ever stood for me
though I was against her.
She had been so strong
that prevails am weak

I had become so close to her
yet she remains my closest.
Loving her love that all which -
I once hated.
Cheered to hear her more more that which -
I initially never gave a thought for.
Treasuring my seconds in her arms those which -
I was least bothered off.

Those little fights, loving touches, teary glittering eyes, naughty taunts, love filled feedings, angry blasts, possessive kicks, soul filled kisses, affectionate hugs.... is all mine as she is now only mine!!

Now all I have to say is love you karuva (Nivethiya) !
Many more happy returns of the day.....
Wish we both live long together my darling!
Happy living!
God Bless!

Breathless Impatience

Second of July 07- was so sultry at noon and turned cloudy in the evening. I was all the way enjoying my each and every moment with my relatives and cousins at one of my cousins’ residence at Bangalore were I met his mom and through her got to hear him!

He was all mine and I remember my voice being so little when spoke with him for the first time (that which I remember may of after eight + years). Had heard of love at first sight but this was all love at first call. He so belonged with me through with his words and the love, which his words meant. In a span of a couple of minutes we planned to meet and stay with each other that night. Though he was at work- he started towards me to make my day but soon before he reaching I was to leave to home, as my dad was unwell, heaven looked like hell. Never wanted to go from him – as I had nothing of him with me apart from his contact number and those beautiful words of him filled my tender heart. Headed towards my hometown in all his thoughts with tears in eyes- day remained the same till I heard again the next evening!

Felt so guilty for making him long and felt comfortable to express my words to him but he was all-full of love and understanding, never spelt a word of sin for troubling him last night and also through him came to know that he and my elder brother had searched me in the terminus for hardly an hour at once he heard that I left. This really made me wail. Had never had once such in my life and trust that can never any is he to me.

The days rolled and we lived on calls, but on one fine day – he was at my vision (guess it was 4th August 07) –He was that down to earth and he had nothing similar in his appearance that would suit to his way of speaking and amount of love shared. Those minutes with him can never been forgotten in my life – he lives in seconds though sleeps all the way. Our intimacy had no and I had enjoyed being with him. There are certain things that I can never get them back from him as well any like.

Nights in his arms, those little fights, soulful touches and his care when I was in pain, those nights spend on calls, the conversations & compulsions made, the parker pen which he gifted me at the first meet, the way I feed him, those tears he made me shed and the way I burst my finger for he not wishing me on my birthday (was really mad). Those naughty ferny things we shared on phone, the card that I gifted him on a friendship day, the feel of he wiping my tears, those interesting things that he would share with me – which happen at his work area, the ride that we both had on his friends (Aravind), those studs he couriered me and one of one of his snap that’s in to my album. These are my lovable treasures for which I pray for the days to go back to.

He taught me many things and guided me at many a times and at times he had even made me suggest him on certain issues. It’s really a pleasure getting him in to my life. Thanks Vijina. There exists such a good rapport between us that at times we our self  fail to realize the fact that we each other know us well than any. we had been so close though we both hide many things from each other but the relationship that exists between us is no were concerned about this sort of silly things.   

“LOVE YOU ANNA”.

It has been long since we both had heard each other and that’s all for just a few more days. All is well and will turn out well. Waiting for the day were we get together again as we were before.

“Missing you very madly anna”

Dont make me to wait for long.

           Be back to me soon! 
Urs 
as usual 
ever troublesome sissy.
BAVYA
……………… to be continued……………

The best Beat!

It makes me take a long deep breathe when I think about him! As my memory tells -Met him for first at a public gathering where the four awardees’ of a competition were called for a meet and to celebrate. Hope that to be the occasion were we got to know each other and there by met him on 25th Sept at a Hill Station-was so surprised seeing him there-I had yearned to see him again after that meet and till then didn’t even know his name, religion or language, though had such a strong craze on him.
I yet remember the way we were welcomed by ,the way I questioned him as whether he remembers me and his response to that has-how can we forgot you! Am not sure in whether he really remembered me-though then (felt so happy-as a kid would feel when it gets a chocolate of its choice).Amazing feel it was! Right from then he was always there on my vision. My days ended by wishing him a happy sleep and started by sharing a raising smile with him.

He meant so special that I like every little deed of this little fellow - He looks so little, clear with those bright eyes, well trimmed French beard, lovely hair to feel, always with a video cam in his hands and those goggles that I hate which hides his eyes, those silly things that which I expected from him as a kid would with its dear ones……. can never be penned.

My days in his presence were so filled with happiness where I was all time behind him leaving my co-mates who really kept me happy and those who tried getting me back to them from him (literally speaking they never wanted me to be with him as it made them badly miss my presence-sorry friends). On the day two were had several sessions carried on by certain eminent speakers and do really enjoyed all of them to the core as it was all about relationship, understanding, good communication , tackling and respecting people, in simple words it was all about how to live as human beings than as human doings. He was always besides, behind and around us during these sessions.

My most lovable moment was the time that I wholly spent with him –though my friends literally criticized me for hanging with him, even those words of them gave me immense pleasure as it was all about me and him. I had been so crazy about him but yet really don’t know the reason for that craze. It was during the trekking where we literally came to know each of us and to be mentioned it was me who kept on speaking to him as if I know him since long and belonged with him. There was akin of hesitation in him to hang with me but I never gave a chance of leaving me. Certain things which I can never forget are those snaps that we shot, the way my friends request me to recommend to him to lend them certain amount of Rs.200 for refreshment during the trekking as we were totally exhausted, the way I holded his hands at times when I found it difficult to climb , the fear that raised in me for his well being when he badly stood at the tip of a top slip like place(a spot at the Hill Station), the angry that I got on my friend when he asked to message him, those tears that shed when certain of my friends spoke ill about the relationship I mentioned with him and the fire that lit within me when one of my friend received her compliments from his hands for answering the question during one of the session(how stupid I am when its all about him),the time spent with him during the camp fire, that one special snap we both shot after the camp fire (me in a pink salvar, navy blue warmer holding my personal dairy and he in his blue/brown warmer, red t-shirt with wide gaped thin silver-ash stripes on it on a blue jeans) those breakfasts that we had with him - once during then when we had a talk on martial arts and asked how would he escape if an attack made as a response he ran far from us with his plate in his hand (very funny). I dammly loved his every little things and do wished to never miss him in my life. By the time all this happen it was 28th of September and the day for us to depart from each other.

It was valediction which I really loved as I made him feel proud and smile for being mine by being one of the awardee again here in this gathering. As soon as my name was called while announcing the awardees it was for him to whom my eyes searched for and that little bliss filled smile that he made right through his heart hardly struck me and wish that smile to never shade from his loving face.

The time of departing was so painful and terrible as my eyes were filled with tears and which added to my sorrow was that I was not able to meet him before leaving since he was occupied (missed you a lot ra).Finally departed to be a part – Fingers crossed to meet again!

A new beginning- received his mail that contained an official Photo shot at the previous meet along with his contact number(Wow said my eyes!). Heard him on phone for the first time before meeting him again in an official meet organized for the award winners to meet and celebrate (share our views and feedback on the competition that we took part in).It was at this meet when we got close to each other and as the pages in the calendar flew even we do crossed the stage of being called as friends to be called as friends with deep and true intimacy. He was always there in my bliss and sorrow and his presence in me had ever served as my strength and support to overcome worries at times and to achieve happiness and peace….. He yet remains a part of all day toil towards my success and settlement (at any stance). He stands strong in my heart as a friend, guide, well wisher (what not can he be to me when he is yet my friend!).

Fulfills all my dreams even when at times I had eventually been rude and cruel to him by misunderstanding him and at times by not letting him know what I really meant.
My heart at times even skips a beat when in his presence/thought. Those slaps, hugs, kisses and the fighting caused due to our misunderstanding can never been forgotten - (wish we don’t cross those hard miles again). My heart really loves the way he consoles`, convinces`, apologists` and justifies` at times. He know me and my heart very well due to which he is at times not able to speak right exactly through his heart(sorry da).

I yet remember the sorry that he waved standing out of my bus at a night after a fight between us and the way he told I love you before the bus leaving the spot. This even created a curiosity in the thinking of the bus conductor tripping him to question me as whom was he to me... Funny deeds!

Our Life had crossed many hurdles and happiness – for every move the source were WE, but now wish just happiness alone prevails with soul felt peace and satisfaction……………
Forever he is mine though not wholly
Always am his though not solely
Always and forever we are ours
though not really – It’s all solemnly………...
Miss you my Rustedrock