To the readers :“Before reading the following lines……. i want a promise!!!….. you won’t leave the display till you read the last word.It won’t be worth, if you do so.I know these words are ultimate torture and being my well wishers you are forced to read this .And for that, i am greatly thankful to you .”
It was 15 Th January 2007. I distinctly remember . I was sitting beside Arun .Arun was sitting facing opposite me on the hospital bed .After an introduction ,followed by sharing of some personal experiences it felt like we were friends for a long time . I was there due to a strange cough that struck me from the last twenty days and his stay was equally strange too.He had attempted an suicide and for a boy ageing twenty its quite inevitable for the brain to understand ……why?
Following are some myriad words in terms of feeling ,narrating what he said and revealing the lament incident happened with Arun.
ARUN’S WORDS
It was July 2006. The month that registers the arrival of monsoon,here at NIT jamshedpur.The mellow sun and the dark clouds make an ultimate combination . I was sitting in my college lib ,leafing through the pages of “JAIN AND IYENGAR”. For the first time since i returned from home , i was feeling alone and bored. The pages seemed asking me to go out and enjoy the life .It was July ,the first year admission had just begun. New colleagues were ready to make everyone fall in love with them.
After ruminating hard , i decided to move out and walk back to my hostel .I moved out.Opened the library gate .The next moment i saw a beautiful girl in pink top and blue denim coming closer and closer to me.People say , i looked cute and was fair enough to spellbound girls ,but with the full sleeve shirts and 90’s trouser ,i looked pathetic and an ultimate example of a nerd.
“could you ,please tell me the way to mechanical engineering department?“she said,in her sweet melodious voice .I saw her.I saw her eyes . They were dark, lined with black,contemplating an escapade in itself.I went deep in them.lost myself.
Ensconced out of the library ,plying on this road that led to the main academic building ,i felt mesmerised.
“could you please“she repeated ,that broke the silence and shattered the mesmerising bound. This time , i heard her . “ya ……sorry…..but …..yes …..this road ,straight “these were the words that i retortingly uttered.I was a nerd .with the broken phrase ,broke my first chance of making an impression on her .I got red . She smiled and moved . I fell ill. Ill in her love.
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