Love is a happenstance!!!

Getting committed whole heartedly, I moved forward and drove my life happily. It’s time for the semester. And we students need to prepare, by being away from these lovely feelings. Is it possible…??? Yep!! Possible... but for girls rather than boys. I always dreamt of my hugs and kisses even at the time of preparation. It’s a total shit!!! Will let you know as I proceed.

I and my friends planned for group study. In general I’m a nocturnal boy. But it’s of no use. I am active at night, but thinking about her mostly. When my eye contacts with my book, it becomes of less use. It's just because of love. I studied, but not so much. Just a little which is more than enough to pass through examination. No group study! No night study! But high GPA! This is her policy. So she won the battle often. Semesters ended!

We had a week to elate our self. I tried to flit out with her. Though she liked it, she refused. So our only entertainment is face book. Just because I see others, especially my friends with their girls, the idea of flitting out bored and settled in my mind. But I compensated this by making calls, by messaging and chatting with her. I said thousand times “I love u” per day. But she replied me once and asked me “Why you repeat for a number of times?”Though it made me to feel bad it’s obviously correct. Then I realized its nonsense to expect her reply for every single time.

When the holidays were on its end of the road I planned to go to her house and, I went. I was happy as sand boy there in her house, as it was my happy hunting ground. Of course I chatted up. Whenever I rose up from the chair and exchanged my plan about going back home, she hugged me around my neck which gratified me and obstructed me moving even an inch. She was holding me in her arms till the last minute of my dispersal to home. But a call from my dad made me off from the ground. She was to the joyous and she sent off me from her house. When I was riding my bike back home I rode high as if I had seen the god on the roadside. Darkness surrounded! I went off to sleep that night happily.

Clocks were running out. It was 10 to 12. As the clock struck 12, I felt wind fanning my face. And I stood with my bike at the edge of a mountain which resembled the same with the one near my house. I, being on edge, had no knowledge about how I reached that place. But I was sure about my suicide. When I was about to leap, my nerves started to shiver and so my body, and I slightly got slipped and a stone of my eye size showed a rehearsal of how it would be when a person jumps from such a high altitude. I saw my girl at my back holding my collar. To my perspective, she was in a half intension to prevent me from leap and in another half of pushing me to leap. And still I was on edge.

I heard voices “Can I leave… Can I leave…? Can I leave… your collar…?” From the word “collar” I confirmed that it’s the voice of my girl. My lip went immovable and so my words. Because it wasn’t a voice of ghost or any vampire. It was my girl’s voice. I went mad; meanwhile she started to remove her finger one by one. When the last finger left my collar, with my death known in front of my apple of my eye, I fell with a hell a lot of yells. That activated my nerves and I woke up suddenly!!!!!!! Saw the clock striking 6. And then I cognized it was just a dream and it started since my nerves got deactivated at 12 of last night.

I got up and I wished my girl through message with an “I love you” as I always do. I got a reply “Gd mng” which seemed unusual, as her style of texting differed that morning. I made up my mind and I went for my college. And that evening I felt a slight change in her. When I said “I love you” “I’ve wrks. K..?” was the one I received. Of course it was the last text from her that day…

Days ran unenthusiastically! One fine day, I started to feel that she is ignoring me. On that day onwards I visited places with a frowning face. Exactly with a face which is looking out for a solution. I started to yell everyone whom I see. She called me, talked with me, but not in love. My love for her made me to find the solution. I asked her once, about her love over me. She remained silent for a period of ten seconds and diverted the topic by asking some silly questions which seemed lovely at the time she loved me. If I fail to answer she unlocks my mouth by saying some extremely lovely words which a boy expects from his girl at the time of his lovesome chats. And I mingled with her talks made me to forget about my problems which I actually thought to ask.

Getting tensed and showing my angry face to her paid me nothing in the case of finding my solution. I started to handle many way, inclusive of all genres. But the word “stubborn” ruined my life. Yep! She was so stubborn in her decision about not to love me. But why…? God knows! I tried… I tried… And I tried… Just to know the reason of why she stopped loving me, but the answer is “No… You can’t able to find…!” Of course, she is a perfect girl. Nothing could be done over here. I was pained.

I started to divert my mind. Sharing my feelings to others made me to feel better than the past. But I wasn’t on the state of sharing it in my home which is usual for all teenagers. So I shared it with my friends who lent their ears eagerly. I felt like these friends going to solve my problems. But not all were there, only few. This made me to pal up with some of them. But as days ran I filtered further my very close pals. Because some disliked me as I always talk about my girl and her story. I was getting out of her thoughts gradually. I got three to four girls as my friend because of this issue. After some days I felt as if I was relieved completely from my emotional strains though my dream came true .I started to pull down her thoughts from my mind.

Though I pulled me from the strains and though I prevented myself from texting her to control my mind, I’m a boy. The word “stubborn” likes more girls than boys. My way of contact with her is only through my friend who is very close to her as she is also a girl. I started to imagine myself ugly and as unfit and many shit. Every boy does this when a girl leaves him. My very close pals advised me as to forget her, but I smiled every single time as they said. They encouraged me by talking about my appearance and said that I’ll get another girl more lovesome than her. But I nodded my head for name sake and I drove my days.

One fine day, when I was on my college bus with music surrounding me through my headset and texting to my girl’s friend I just asked casually about her and how was she, after a long time. I got the reply as “Even yesterday I talked with her. She is asking you to forget her…” The next moment, I closed my inbox… Switched- off my mobile… Remove my headset… Meditated… I closed my eyes with full of strains. I thought to play a love match, but I wasn’t able to. I thought about out love nest, our love seat, about my dream of lovey-dovey couples and also about my lovesick… Everything swirled in my mind with a black background. Getting relaxed, I opened my pressure freed eyes.

I don’t bother about her love for me, but I loved the way she lied to me. Love is just a happenstance!!! But love is lovesome!!! Love is inextirpable!!!

Dream Comes True!

After getting out of my emotional strain I felt that everything was just a fake. My first day went up and down and at last I reached home blabbering something to myself.

It was the second day of my college. I entered with more freshness. But seeing my classmates and thinking about the previous day’s incident, I was slightly disappointed and entered in silently.

When I saw her, I felt shy and didn’t even lift my head up. I’m just a usual guy and not as if I dreamt. From sun rose, the thought of proposing her ran fast. The eagerness in me which was filled in my mind after my dream operated my mouth.

It’s now the break time. I saw my friends moving out. When everyone moved out, the class was silent with some shouts somewhere outside. I turned to the opposite side of the main door of my class. I could see my girl. It was the perfect time. I called her and when I was about to say her about my feelings, “Hai! “ Was the word from her, I reciprocated. I was stopped all of a sudden. My dream continued still as a dream.

To my surprise, she asked “What’s your number? “

Then I “Number?”

“Yea…! Contact number”, she said. Then we exchanged our numbers with some words. The day I gave my number, I went into the control of her. Day by day words that we exchange to each increased in number.

Why this happens..?? Huh..?? I observe the class, as how it to be does. But when my head turns to the other side of the class my observations deviated. But she did everything fine.

My class was shuffled all of a sudden, which shuffled my mind too. But all shuffling doesn’t produce good results. We two were separated then. It became more thrilling. We met during breaks, lunch etc… This built a strong bond between us.

Myself, I’m jovial and open. She talks too much, but when she says ‘bye’ it would seem as if she hadn’t opened her mouth. We faced each other only in facebook, the bond maker as well as breaker.

One fine day, when I was in some kind of stress, she started her chat in facebook. Just a ‘hello’, from her refreshed me. I too joined with her. When everything was going fine, I felt some inexplicable feeling when the thought of proposing her flashed in my mind. But I did it…. But she replied nothing but said “I thought that you would say this... and you did”. And then I, I and only I got a reply “I too thought of saying this to you, but you did it first… He he… J“. My lips went broad, broad and further broad. I felt some incomprehensible feelings in my stomach something like a bearable burn. My mom scolded me for surfing a long time which was not usual, but it went as nothing into my ear. I collected those rude words with a smile. This continued the whole night and even for the whole week. I did each of my work with a smile.

After a week, I again got an opportunity to chat with her. We played in a silly way for silly things. In between these plays, she betted me if I could kiss her. I replied as if I wouldn’t fear to do such things. Then I asked her something in return for my kiss. She said that she would give me one kiss for return. While exchanging some energetic words as mentioned above, we two exchanged our kisses through smileys.

Days ran fast! During one fine weekend we all friends had a gathering in her house. Her house is big, but with a separate room for her. We all, were having a nice chat. Suddenly I was called down simply to have a cup of coffee. I went near the steps to get down. She cornered me, came near my face, seeing my lips she asked in very lovable voice that ‘Hey..?? You were talking the other day something. What happened..?’ I was totally off and body started to shiver and wasn’t able to open my mouth. Without knowing what to do I just sighed and when I was about to open my mouth, she gave the coffee filled cup to me in one hand and went to her room where all were present. I went in, with hands shivering and spilling the coffee.

My mind started to think a lot as if how to kiss her. But wasn’t having sufficient guts. The clock struck 5 and everyone planned to disperse. But I was half satisfied at that particular time. We all went down. But she was still standing in her room searching for something. A message came “I expected a lot from you…L”. These words increased my feelings to the most and thinking what to do next and how to do next, I fooled my friends by saying that I had left my handkerchief there in her room. I moved slowly till I was visible to them and then I rushed to her room. She was standing there with a sad face and when I stepped into her room she closed the door half and turned. Stretched her arms and made some unique signals (as she has her own style and some actions) seeing me as if she wanted me to hug her. With an uncontrollable joy I embraced her tightly. All my shivering went off. All my fear went off. She asked me in an idolized voice that “Why you do like this..? Huh..?? “. And I said nothing as I was enjoying that moment. And I just saw her face, pinched her chubby cheeks with love. And I asked “What..?? Huh..?” She pushed me to table aside and kissed me on my lips, my cheeks and my forehead. And then keeping her hands near her hips and in commanding voice “Hmm..!! Returns..?” But still had some fear and tried to move out of that room, but she pulled my T-Shirt, I was doing some funny movements probably something similar to moon walk J and she said “Hey..?? You cannot escape this time…“and also said “Don’t make me to scold… Come near me or else I’ll shout as something… Come”. And I moved in again and without knowing what to do, I stood in attention and closed my eyes tightly. She slapped me and asked “What are you doing?” Then I went near her lips but kissed on her cheeks. Unexpectedly she asked “This side…?” and I kissed her on the other side. My body slightly shivered. Then she laughed at me with love and embraced me by pushing me to the wall. And when I was about to step out she beat me with a great lovable force but it mattered nothing to me. I went down. All my friends saw me doubtingly and asked “Why so late..?” but I answered with a smile and we all moved out. She came then near to gate to send us. We moved and I turned back and saw her shaking heads by pinching her two cheeks with a broad smile and my body jittered. I never thought that my dream would become a reality.

Emotional Strain!

Summer was on its way to his home. It’s time to decide half of our life. I need to get into a college. So I preferred geochronology to the usual engineering courses. I was satisfied with my preference. I was underdressed on the first day of my college. But somehow, I managed with my behavior. Seeing the new circumstance, many innocent faces turned hither and thither. But I generally step up to others and so, I did it with a “Hi..!” to girl showing myself as an enemy to others retina. Unfortunately, it created a jealousy among others in my class.

Days passed, I picked up my friends. And a great thing is that, I even stuck to some good- looking girls. Later, I got all of their contacts and a textual bridge was built between us.

Days rushed! Time to perform. ‘Sarang- 11’’ my first year cultural appeared. I performed with a very less knowledge of about what I was preparing, and got a loud and an unexpected applause from the seniors and staffs. From that day, I moved forward with more success and with little disappointment. Observing the perfect code of dress I started to overdress myself.

Ragasiya, the name alone disturbs. The day I saw her, was disturbed. I started admiring everything as a fool, even dry leaves. Yup! She’s such a kind of girl. Boys get fooled, by seeing her attitude, the way she talks etc and propose her. But the words that always move out of her mouth were “Oops! I didn’t expect this from you. Sorry for disturbing you. I think I’ve hurt you a lot.” I gave my performance several times, not just for fame but to impress her. After listening to her negative nods to the proposals that reached her, I cropped the idea of proposing her. But I was absolutely sure of a thing that more messages that travel out of her mobile enter mine. To my perspective, the bridge between us was built with affection despite textual.

Greatest achievement of a boy is simply, a girl! I gained some energy, freshness and a lot more from texting her. At times that energy would feed my mind and move my finger zigzag to type the three exceptionally skilled words “I love you!” but simultaneously conscious would rub it. This continued for a long portion of time and I started to hate that intense feeling of deep affection.

The thing, which I hated the most, dug and settled deep in my mind and made me not to work, not to listen to my parents, my class, my classmates, and even it erased the authentic rules, sculptured in my mind, which must be followed while driving a vehicle. Things appeared different to me.

It was a glittering star-filled night with cleared black sky. Everyone was off to bed in my house. But I couldn’t sleep that night. Clock struck 12 and could hear a beep sound from my mobile. Words which were in my mind came to me via text. “Heh! I couldn’t sleep.” I was stunned to see that message as it was from ‘R-a-g-a-s-i-y-a’. After moving a message “Consult a doctor... He he! J”, a mixture of plus and minus thoughts were swirling in my mind.

“Bye!” was the next one to enter my inbox. After pushing some of my messages to her inbox against the problem of unavailability of radio waves, I didn’t get any reply from her. Then my nerves started to get inactive and I was in half sleep with an expectation of not the remaining half of the sleep but her message.

The minute and hour hand was on 2 mentioning that the time was ten past two; a small beep sound entered my ear which was like a large bowl of coffee that makes a person active. I was sitting on the bed with legs folded searching my mobile in a hurry.

I got my mobile and opened the new message without knowing that was a message from Ragasiya...

It was loading...

Loading...

And still loading... for 20 seconds.

I could see only the name at the top “Ragasiya” and a blank screen... L

Unusually, I pressed the down button.

I could see a sentence comprised of three words... “I L-o-v-e Y-o-u”

I tightly covered my mobile inside my palm and couldn’t believe my eyes. Cool breeze from the window fanned one side of my face. I was pushed and pulled from a state of unconscious and was astonished. My eye sight was collapsed as it went black and returned back normal. I could see the night lamp glowing so bright and green and could hear her voice in my room.

I saw the wall, there written “I L-o-v-e Y-o-u” and admired it for a length of time and was able to see “Ragasiya” sharing her three words to me under a green tree with orange colored tops and white colored bottom with a netted white shall, because I saw her in the same outfit last day. It was a perfect hallucination! I heard a knocking sound and moved towards the door and opened it by holding the handle in a frozen condition. To my surprise, it was “Ragasiya”. She said nothing but a “Hai!” similar to the one that I heard at our first meet. Stepped in, came closer to me to “kiss!” My legs, hands, my whole body started to do unexpected movements probably a wobbling movement and it was jittery too. My tongue got stuck and I couldn’t open my mouth. My lips were dried and my teeth typed helpless words inside my mouth. Lesser than an inch of distance was there between our lips. Suddenly a big solid kind of thing struck my head and the part where it struck in my head went white. When I raised my head up, I could only see some equations and could hear a terrible shout “Class uh gavuni! Illana vella po...” Then, I rubbed my hair. Keeping my face sad, started to listen the class as it was the first day of my college and Ragasiya was one of the students of our class. But I had the times of my life with her in my dream. This pushed me to a state of being tensed or something like a kind of Emotional Strain!!!