Its perspective!

perspective

The rainy season of June had just begun. I woke up early, with tapping sounds of rains on my window pane. Looked at the clock, and it was half past five. Instantly, my brain signaled me threshold of emergency, since’ it was the first day of my college, in second semester. I got ready, wore raincoat and drove bike in speed. I loved speed! I reached fifteen minutes earlier. None of my close friends had arrived. Therefore, I waited them on staircase while looking outside the window, which was still showering with heavy rain. Lots of students were using that staircase. As I was there, a girl in red sweater caught, my attention. She had a sharp nose and long hair. She came in front of me. she had a hazel eyes. Those eyes, left my heart shivered. As a consequence, couldn’t greet her neither could return smile to her, I was frozen! That instant moment. As she crossed my path, sweet smell of her perfume lingered inside me.

Just a minute later, my companions came. They started shouting my name, which broke serenity of my thoughts. We went to the class but still her perfumes weren’t off from me, like I was in a constant throwback of phantosmia.

Next day, I woke early. It was still raining. I went to college and sat in the same staircase as before and waited for her. Many known and unknown faces passed by, but she didn’t came. My heart was throbbing for her single glance. After waiting for an eternity, girl in green thick hood finally appeared, she left her hair carelessly, letting it flow in their own genomic sequence. As she walked, I thought, how those gravity worked on her long black hairs, every inch of it in perfect motion as she climbed from, one step to another. I even noticed her violet backpack with “P” tag on it. That must be the initial letter of her name, I guessed. Once again, her perfume made my soul fragrant.

Disembarked from dream, I smiled at myself and walked towards the classroom. ‘To go college early, and wait for her in staircase and to see her walking and crossing beside me with that sweet perfume became my daily routine.’ In this way I had spent two months, of my life! My friends, used to tease me saying, this is more than crush!

Finally spring shown. On the second day of the season, she came college and was about to cross my step, I whispered, “miss P?”

She turned back, smiled and answered, “Its Priyanka!”

I stood up and forwarded my hands, “hi Priyanka!”

She hesitated for few seconds and shook my hand. “Err… Hi! So what’s your name?”

“I am Robin, First semester right?” I said narrowing my eyes.

She nodded.

Well, that’s great!

And we both staggered upstairs. I courted, up to her classroom.

I acted cool but in my stomach, butterflies were quivering. I was numbed. Afterwards, we started to talk more and more. Foremost canteen, then email, and finally phone. I was thrilled to know that, she don’t have any boyfriend. She was deeply fascinated by the philosophy of life and nature. I used to tease her sometimes with a remark, “you should be monk, not businesswoman.” We became good friend, but not close friend. I wanted to be her close friend, but was scared, that she might reject me and the effects would be devastating. I was waiting with patience- to let her know, that the man of her life is me, her good friend who is always there, watching over her and dreaming her all the time! She may not know and I don’t think she knows my feelings but I wished one day, to introduce my divine love for her.

I choose Valentine’s Day to sincerely keep my affectionate feelings for her. She called me a day before and said she wants to meet me at heart’s cafe. I knew that she also likes me. It was most exciting thing ever, to get a call from woman you loves so dearly. That was same thing I wanted from her.

As usual I went early that day, I saw whole restaurant was packed with couples, red cards, red curtains, red roses and red table cloth. Everything was red. I sat there and waited. I already started to dream about our future. Checked the time, I have been there for almost half hour. Yet, she was not around! I got a text meantime

“sorry dude! On my way! will be there within five minutes!”

I checked my bag and there was my gift for her, a single rose, one chocolate bar, greeting card and one cute teddy bear carrying a heart with his two hands.

Everyone in the restaurant, looked at the entrance, There!!! I saw a known face in red robe ,in bald head. My jaw drops to this! Couldn’t imagine that bald head woman in red robe is no other, but my girl. I was speechless and a huge migraine exploded in my head. She came closer and sat in a chair.

She said, “Happy Valentine’s Day friend!”(with a smile)  And, gave me a gift.

It was small golden statue of Buddha! My eyes were filled with tears but I tried not to let it flow at least in front of her.

She explained; how she got interested, into philosophy of life? Her pursuit to know truth! To explore the reality of life, and so on.

All I can see, was her lips moving, no words were reaching my ears. Like there was, a virtual vacuum between us, I was instantly a man with a deep hole in my heart! I tried so hard, not to see in those beautiful eyes again, but I failed. They were shining with knowledge, looked peaceful, calm and delightful. Thought, if this is what she wants, then it should not be snatched from her. I should never let her know, how I felt about her. After all, she deserves much more than materialistic world. She is not an ordinary girl who fancies dresses, wealth, chocolates, teddy bears, cars and jewelries. She has a true mission of life. She is the most beautiful person I ever meet and perhaps will ever know of!

My hands reached the bag, grabbed the chocolate bar and handed her.

My voice shivered, as I greeted, “Happy valentines’ day, dear friend!”

I wanted to sped from her, she found her peace of life, but my peace and happiness fled. I pressed fake call button on my mobile phone, made an excuse that, my friends are throwing party for Valentine’s Day. Hence, I needed to rush now. She excused me with her final words! “Good bye”.

With heavy heart, I paraded somewhere, I don’t know where! I strolled and strolled like insane. On a way, I halted, with a sight of child with black hair, hazel eyes holding her mother’s hand. Child spotted me too, and smiled. I unzipped my bag and handed her teddy bear.

Child said “Thank you Uncle!”

I cordially smiled and marched forward in my own, forlorn path!

~PRANESHA DOTEL.

 

Love Never Fades Away!

Autumn was falling gently as if it only wanted to wrap the earth but not to overload her. Let me introduced me, “I am James Bond, not James Bond as in movies. I am simply an Ordinary man, with the name that matched the super star and 62 years old.  I am walking down the corridors trying to stay warm, in a fur coat gifted by my wife 12 years back. But now she is in heavens, waiting for me. It is the only thing I keep myself into and feel the warmth my wife wanted me to be in cold. I have no any place to go or to live in.  You might think that don’t I have children. Of course I have! Not just one or two but in total, three. I did give them my property twelve years ago, during my marriage anniversary. But since then, my children forgot they have parents. They did make it to their mother’s funeral but I am pretty not sure about my funeral. I am like a walking old engine in cold; don’t know where I will burn out.” “It’s been 8 years of my life in void without my wife. Each day I wake up with tears in my eyes and I go to sleep remembering her. Each and every second of my life is filled with her memories. I know dear, you are up there, waiting for me. That’s why I am coming to be with you today. I won’t let you wait anymore honey!” As leaves were falling on the ground, my mind went back to the first day I meet my wife. “It was 42 years ago in college days. I was already in a second year of my bachelors and as I was having coffee with my young friends in canteen. As we were talking about something which I can’t remember, I saw a girl with long dark hair in curls with couple of her friends in the ordering section. I fell in love with her long black hair and those twisted curls twisted my heart. But I didn’t take it seriously until she turned and I saw her. At that moment, I saw her big beautiful brown eyes’ dancing around, as she was searching for a place to sit. I was speechless! She was the only focus point my brain grabbed. All surroundings seemed to fade away. My friends brought me back to reality but my attention was still captured by her beautiful eyes. She went and sat in the corner most chairs and I was not able to see her afterwards that day.” “Then since, I always paid visit to canteen and sat next to her, melting more and more in love. The way she smiles, talks, laughs, winks. All things about her made me crazy. I did not have courage to approach her, but luckily we were in the college singing competition together.” “Since then we started to talk, I took her to coffee every day after practicing the songs. I got the vibes that she likes me too, after all I was the class topper, good singer, good player and a gentleman of course!” “Why won’t any girl fall for me?” “We started to date and after four years we got married. Her voice still lingers in my mind. I hear it again calling my name. James!! Is that she calling me or only the memories teasing me?  Oh yes, I forgot to tell you, what she wore the very first day we went as official date. She wore her blue saffron t-shirts with white pants, left her curls run down her waist. And she looked beautiful as always. I gave her a red rose and saw happiness twinkling in her mesmerizing eyes. She gifted me blue tie.” Wind started roaring, and James stopped at the cliff, bounded by steel bars and walls. He went near it and dropped the hood of his coat. The cold chilling wind pierced his skin. He shouted in the wind, “I can feel the lost love in my bones! I am coming dear. I am coming to you.” I heard a soft voice from behind, “love is never lost or goes away. It stays in your heart till the grave and beyond that too!” It made me silent and yes it was a moment of truth. Love does not go away. I looked back and saw a young girl of around 10 years old. I went near her and asked, “Who are you? What is your name? What are you doing here in this time?” She looked at me and oh my god, my heart stopped! She has exactly same eyes like my dear love. “I am Lorena, my dad left me here because we didn’t have anything to eat. He told me to wait till someone comes and get me! If no one comes, dad said that he will come and get me in the evening. But it is already a second day. I am waiting for my dad but he is not coming.” I felt sorry for this young beautiful girl and I wanted her to come with me. So I can send her to good school, give her nice foods and search the love in her that my children did not provide me with. I already abandon my desire to suicide. This young girl has opened my eyes. “My love I thank you! You gave me another reason to live now.” I gently grabbed cold hands of child and smiled at her. Her eyes were wet, filled with tears. Tears flowed from those beautiful brown eyes as she gently exclaims, “he is not coming back. Isn’t he mister?” I gave her hug which we both needed desperately and console her. “Don’t worry child; I am your father now. Love doesn’t go away, it will always be in our heart and we need to pass it to the loveless ones and to the helpless ones.” Poor child slept comfortably in my shoulder,as I walked from the cliff to back home. I felt the warmth in her, the proud father’s soul, have brightened again in me. This child, I accept as my own. I reached home and opened the gate. I kept the child in couch in living hall. My wife’s picture was there… Looking at me with her big brown eyes just like this little girl has. Her eyes were proud of me and were telling me to live for another reason. As I found a new beautiful reason to live life, I smiled at her and uttered, “Love never fades away, and we have to make world better place to live in and pass those glorious and pure love to those who needs it. By giving love we won’t be poor. It will only make us richer!

~PRANESHA DOTEL.