"Gandhi"..."Sudesh-Gandhi is my name"....there was a deep resonating effect with a serene shrill as he said it.
Word had spread that the lad was an egghead(refer:SCHOLARLY).
The man was a dumbhead,he thought, he was admired secretly by students in the batch.As for the teachers, they were open about it.The guy it appeared had a fun loving spirit and had always thought college would be the coolest place for it.
Friends for him, it seemed poured just out of the elixir of FATE.Some that he wanted to be with.Some who would not want to be with him.He wished to be a part of a group,a HERD!
College life began with a thrust of responsibilties,he thought were the hardest but learned later from a friend who had migrated to U.S.A, that it was even tougher out there!Realization dawned.Studying the same subjects all over again during the semester was a pain.
A new girl "Neha" who had joined the college late eventually became a partner in a presentation along with two more guys.Tough but not tough enough!!The presentation got through well.
Neha was a girl ,he had admired .It was so perfect he thought,"The gal sings well"!
Anyways,it was Neha's friend who had bewitched our man.Her presence on the college-auditorium's stage was enough for him to reach for the heavens.
Her name was "---". Well,what could be said about her!!
It was hard for that matter that '---' was an outgoing free-spirit who had attracted the attention of our colt!
Probably ,he thought he would befriend her more than others someday.Was it a crush.He considered the four-letter 'L' word instead. Maniac..As illusive as it was,so were the dreams of our guy.While watching movies, it was always her with him at different thresholds.He couldn't resist the feeling.It was devouring him pyschologically.
As a matter of fact,one of the close friends was her classmate.And in order to attain the licence to the unknown territory , Sudesh had to leak the info to him.The guy laughed out hard.It was humour for him.Sudesh took it as a constructive one.He began navigating all trusted ones to the shore of illusiveness.
Days would go by in anticipation.The problem , it ocurred was not that he seemed to like her but that there was no possible way during that time that could help him to score a talk with her.
She belonged to a different stream. All he could do was to wait all day long until he would see her on the campus ,still wondering whether he should go by and say "hello" ,and then to just let it go because courage was quite an issue there for our poor boy!
Days went by.
He wrote a letter to '----' and mailed it to her :
"
To Kasturba
You see , now , life has come to its twilight. As with the sunset , the feelings sublime. The warmth of the breeze now delivers its cool. As my day gets over , I cherish all those moments you had made me savour.When I first saw you, it was symphony. Days used to go by in anticipation. The slow and dull, also seemed beautiful. It was a blessing.
Later , it became a conquest. It was a search. A search for you!!What my senses made of it is quite improper, but yes that was an illusion. An Illusion on whatever I perceived, whatever I thought. An illusion to me. You were illusive. But, it, compelled me to flow with the melody. Melody of the moment drowned all .
Now, it seems , that all those notes of life, are just a memory.As illusive as they were when they were.
But I... still like you.....
Gandhi
"
Well, "confused"???....So was our guy....What else could it be..
No Reply from '---' or Kasturba as you might say , came. I told him( as usual as fearless as I am always ;) ...) he should not have done it. She might report it to the authorities . God...why did I even say that. So, this came as a bolt to our literally THUNDERSTUCK man!!
I would go on describing the way he was shattered , the way he then gathered courage , and the way he was leaping with joy the day he got a reply, thus , describing a happy ending perhaps , but I would not .
Not until I break my word that I am not going to lie. ;)
I hope you got it. But he didn't...
To be contd..
Word had spread that the lad was an egghead(refer:SCHOLARLY).
The man was a dumbhead,he thought, he was admired secretly by students in the batch.As for the teachers, they were open about it.The guy it appeared had a fun loving spirit and had always thought college would be the coolest place for it.
Friends for him, it seemed poured just out of the elixir of FATE.Some that he wanted to be with.Some who would not want to be with him.He wished to be a part of a group,a HERD!
College life began with a thrust of responsibilties,he thought were the hardest but learned later from a friend who had migrated to U.S.A, that it was even tougher out there!Realization dawned.Studying the same subjects all over again during the semester was a pain.
A new girl "Neha" who had joined the college late eventually became a partner in a presentation along with two more guys.Tough but not tough enough!!The presentation got through well.
Neha was a girl ,he had admired .It was so perfect he thought,"The gal sings well"!
Anyways,it was Neha's friend who had bewitched our man.Her presence on the college-auditorium's stage was enough for him to reach for the heavens.
Her name was "---". Well,what could be said about her!!
It was hard for that matter that '---' was an outgoing free-spirit who had attracted the attention of our colt!
Probably ,he thought he would befriend her more than others someday.Was it a crush.He considered the four-letter 'L' word instead. Maniac..As illusive as it was,so were the dreams of our guy.While watching movies, it was always her with him at different thresholds.He couldn't resist the feeling.It was devouring him pyschologically.
As a matter of fact,one of the close friends was her classmate.And in order to attain the licence to the unknown territory , Sudesh had to leak the info to him.The guy laughed out hard.It was humour for him.Sudesh took it as a constructive one.He began navigating all trusted ones to the shore of illusiveness.
Days would go by in anticipation.The problem , it ocurred was not that he seemed to like her but that there was no possible way during that time that could help him to score a talk with her.
She belonged to a different stream. All he could do was to wait all day long until he would see her on the campus ,still wondering whether he should go by and say "hello" ,and then to just let it go because courage was quite an issue there for our poor boy!
Days went by.
He wrote a letter to '----' and mailed it to her :
"
To Kasturba
You see , now , life has come to its twilight. As with the sunset , the feelings sublime. The warmth of the breeze now delivers its cool. As my day gets over , I cherish all those moments you had made me savour.When I first saw you, it was symphony. Days used to go by in anticipation. The slow and dull, also seemed beautiful. It was a blessing.
Later , it became a conquest. It was a search. A search for you!!What my senses made of it is quite improper, but yes that was an illusion. An Illusion on whatever I perceived, whatever I thought. An illusion to me. You were illusive. But, it, compelled me to flow with the melody. Melody of the moment drowned all .
Now, it seems , that all those notes of life, are just a memory.As illusive as they were when they were.
But I... still like you.....
Gandhi
"
Well, "confused"???....So was our guy....What else could it be..
No Reply from '---' or Kasturba as you might say , came. I told him( as usual as fearless as I am always ;) ...) he should not have done it. She might report it to the authorities . God...why did I even say that. So, this came as a bolt to our literally THUNDERSTUCK man!!
I would go on describing the way he was shattered , the way he then gathered courage , and the way he was leaping with joy the day he got a reply, thus , describing a happy ending perhaps , but I would not .
Not until I break my word that I am not going to lie. ;)
I hope you got it. But he didn't...
To be contd..
