Posted by: Nirman March 21, 2005
LOVE:Unspoken
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And Here ends my story, hope u all like it, don't hesitate to post comments: ************************************ The Pre- test came and went, and soon test would be there to hit us harder than Pres. This time, Pee and I took up tuition of the mathematics. Most of time at tuitions, I would take the practice sheets from our Guruba and practice all kinds of questions he had. I had maintained myself a high profile as a learner there, always one step ahead of all the others. While other would be busy learning, I would be busy practicing myself(I was proud of myself, never got to be so proud later on though?;-)?Pee had bought a new 15 gear bicycle and we would go to tuitions on that bicycle. We would have tuitions late in the evenings and we would normally come home late. Due to some reasons (I don?t know the exact reasons), our science course hadn?t yet been completed yet. It was fine till the test as test would be taken by our own school, but for SLC we had to cover it too, and just for that sake we had to search for Science tuition teacher. We were running here and there just to find one fine science teacher, but before we could find one the sent up test was already there to hit us. Pee and I did pretty well at Sent-up test. Usually, it would be tough, as the test would mean cut off for not so good students, but I had reached a 70% marks, and in both mathematics, I had hit 90% marks, I was mere more happy than I could be. After tests, we once again searched for teacher, and finally found a good one. But the problem was he would take the tuition class only at 6:00 in the mornings and would take the class continuously for 2 hours only for 2 weeks. We were happy that we got chance to get those tuitions. But at those tuitions, I didn?t understood most of lectures, as I would normally doze off in the final half periods of two hours. But we sure got some of valuable notes, which helped in SLC. In between these times, she and I had limited times together. Sometimes, I would just see her passing through the corridor, at times when I would go on rooftop just to get some fresh air, and sometimes I would just leave my studies and all just to be with her at rooftops, just to be together. The exams of the SLC had started now, and the Iron Gate odyssey was coming to an end. Pee and I hadn?t watched movie for more than 2 months for now, and on each day walking down the Ranibari route to go to exam centre, we would plan about watching the newest flicks in the town. On the way we would sing ?Ghar se nikalte hi, Kucch door chalte hi, Raste mein hai uska ghar, Kaal subaah dekha to, Baal banati woh?, eve teasing a girl, who would sit by the window whenever we would cross her home. The exams were better than before, and I was more than happy of performing it well. After the exams, I had made myself a promise of ending the void of words in between her and me, but lesser did I knew about the fate?s destiny for us two. ************************************ The exam has ended for me, but she had gone to her Aunt?s home for her Min Pachaas holidays. I was willing to talk with her this time, but she was nowhere around. Then struck the lightening, which was bound to hold us apart. My parents had been planning to move the place, as the apartment was becoming small for us, and my cousin was also planning to stay with us. Only that day did I know about their plan. ?Oyee chhora, aabo haami sarne hola yo hapta ma!!!? mom said to me. Dumbfounded, I stood there senseless as if hit by a thunderbolt. ?Kahaan?? Kina??? I fired the question, surprisingly. ?Aali tadha nai chha, Kalanki tira, Aasti nai bhanaula bhaneko tanlai, tero jaanch bhayekole nabahneko, aabo yo thaun pani sano bhayo, tero prakash dai pani sangai basne re, aani aabo hamilai pani kotha chahiyo ni aali badhi tehi bhayera?? I couldn?t hear any more words than that; different thoughts came haunting my mind. I saw, all my plans going down my drain, I saw, she and I separated million miles apart, I saw, hanging out with Pee would be distant dreams as we would now be living at two poles of Kathmandu. Desire of meeting her went berserk, and I wanted to at least see her badly before I left the place. Next day, I went to Pee?s place to meet him, and he told me about his plan of going to trekking in between those holidays. I told him about our changing places. We talked and watched movies on the Star Plus whole day. We separated that day, promising to keep in touch and meet later. Back at home, I spent most of time either safekeeping my goodies into boxes or packing the clothes or either spending most of time lonely at the rooftop, listening to all the songs played in FM station. Days passed and soon enough the detested day was tomorrow. Tomorrow morning we were leaving the place for our new home. I had almost lost all the hopes of meeting her, but that day she came back from her Aunt?s place. I was happy to see her back again. And I promised at least I will say some words to her. Late that evening, I went to rooftop hoping to meet her there. But there was no one. I would have waited forever, but forever ended after about an hour. She must have heard about us leaving the place. I had never seen her eyes so sad before, I had seen pain, I had seen happiness, I had seen joy, but never that sadness. I tried to open my mouth to say some words, but words were hard to find. I had no courage left to look into those eyes again; rather we stayed silently next to each other for moment. I wanted to tell her I will miss her, but missing would be the word incomplete, I wanted to tell her, her company had always given me immense solace, but word wasn?t enough. Just the silence spoke in between us. ?Iruu? Someone was calling her downstairs. ?Haajur Mami? She replied. ?Kaati maathi matra gairakhchha, tala aaija ta? her mom called her downstairs. I would have stayed there with her whole night but there were boundaries. She went away from me, and she didn?t turn back, she had tears in those hazel eyes which she didn?t want to show, I could see us separating apart then. I may have stopped her, but I choose to let her go. She just went away from me farther and farther. ************************************ Next morning, we were busy transporting our goodies into the truck. I searched for those hazel eyes, but couldn?t find them anywhere around. There were other neighbors though telling us to keep in touch, and all other things. I just wished to see the hazel eyes once again, but it had gone away now. As soon as all the belongings were loaded, Mom and dad told me to go on the truck. They would be coming through bus later on. They had some other things to take care of. I didn?t wanted to leave place without seeing her, but my parents told me there must be someone to help my cousin to unload and I couldn?t resist. I just went and climbed up into the truck and sat along the goodies. The truck roared into life, and slowly began to move. My only wish came true, just at the moment. I could see her by the gate, and happy I was to see her. But the truck had gained its momentum now; we began drifting apart more and more. The dust rose to blur the vision, and at distance I saw her waving her hand, I raised my hand to wave goodbye, right then the truck took the turn and I couldn?t see her anymore. But she is still in my memories till date, the reminiscence never to be erased. I lost the contact for more than 3 years or so, and once I went to her place with my cousin, but merely that become just a hello to her family, and we were just like strangers. But I learned many things from our memories, and she taught me my first lesson of love, the basics to travel through the odyssey of love. I learned from her, to love someone, you love him/her without wanting anything in return, Love is all about how much can you give rather than how much you get. She taught me, when you love someone, you just want your loved one to be happy always no matter what cost you have to bear. We learnt together, when you love someone, feelings work rather than flow of thousand false and ?not meant? words, the love has its own language which sparks into life when the ?true love? is around. I missed that kind of company all the years through, and when I loved someone later on I tried my best to give my love everything that I learned from her. Then only I came to know, when you love someone, you will give him/her everything you have, only wanting his/her LOVE in return. And whenever I remember her, I just hear Roxette singing in the background ???It must have been love, But it?s over now, It must have been good, But I lost it somehow??? I know now, she was first love of my life, LOVE that I failed to recognize; LOVE: Unspoken. ******************************The Starting******************************
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