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.

 

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