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Saturday, May 8, 2010

when dream ruins

Before telling the story I want to say that characters in it are all imagined one.

Sometimes a mail, sms or a single scarp can change our day, it was an MCA exam weekend,

@night:-

I checked 2 days of mail, ma eyes get locked on a mail from ma old friend “Roshan” with his beautiful kavitha, now thoughts are revolving around him, may be he wrote this kavitha to her old lover “Nayana”. Actually he loved her, but failed to express his love towards her. Once he shared an incident with me, let me narrate it through ma eyes.

Nayana, she was like a Christmas morning when I met her at first, a girl with golden eyes and hairs. I didn’t speak a single word with her in these 2 years, now I have an opportunity to talk with her, a study tour.

@tour day:- I followed her like a shadow, and took all chances to talk with her, but response was negative, she avoided me. But it was the day at which i touched her hands; I helped her to jump betn the rocks, but she didn’t say a single word to me, she talked everyone except me, I was alone there, alone in a crowd. At that moment I said 10000 of times to ma mind “I hate you Nayana”, but it all get erased when she gave me a beautiful smile.

@returning home:- This time I got something in ma ears, her father was not in home and so the boys should took her to home, here come ma plan, I woke up like an army captain and messaged to every one to leave her and me alone, all the boys agreed to me, I thanked 10000 times to everyone.

@7pm:- There were 5 passengers in bus me, vineetha, vineeth(ma friend), Nayana, and our teacher. Vineetha wouldn’t make any problem to ma plan, her house is 10km apart from Nayana’s house. I asked vineeth to handle the driver and teacher, he asked 100 Rs/- I gave him whole money with ma purse.

We arrived at the place, Roshan can you take me to ma home?, she asked to me.
Yah sure, I replied with a smile. We both walked along the road and talked a lot. The stars and moon were hide in the clouds bcoz of her smile, her eyes were glowing in the night.

Hey Roshan , I woke up from dreams it was Vineeth, we were reached, she was standing alone.

Can we go Nayana?, I asked to her.

Yah, we can, she said.

I took ma first foot step, at that moment a car(Red maruti) arrived there, vineetha’s father and her brother. They were looking at me and Nayana.

Are you alone ? they asked to Nayana.

Yes, she said in a feeble voice. (I said 100 times to ma mind don’t say yes Nayana).

Ok then, get in the car we will drop you at home, words from vineetha’s father.

Can you imagine a big balloon without air? I was like that at that moment, I cursed the one who discovered motor engine.

What happened “Roshan” ? Where is she? Vineeth asked me.

Mission aborted, I said like an army captain reporting to his superior.

I said everything to him, he laughed abt 30mts and called all ma other friends, they were all laughed at me, the one thing hurt me most was “she didn’t look at me and say one word when she got into the car”.

After that incident I thought abt the words of an army captain “Every strong chain has weak joints, hunt for it”.

He may be still searching for that weak joints :).

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