In Love : Once & Forever
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sight, their attention turned towards her from me. Now she became the centre of attention like every time. Another four girls accompanied her. They too are beautiful, but none could compete with her. (I am little worried that my license to ogle at these beauties is going to be cancelled soon; but how are the pennies of beauty would tempt me when I am going to become a billionaire of beauty)
Her hands are decorated with ornate Mehndi. The ornaments she wore sparkled but isn’t noticeable much, as her blissful countenance shined over, surpassing it. The pink silk sari sewn with the golden embroideries of foliages and blue & pale green borders captured the eyes of all women. But none of the above adorned her like the nature did; it perfectly adorned her by gifting the flawless beauty.
The excitement and exuberance of the surrounding air billowed by the crowd of relatives and friends rocked the whole Mahal. Then she came near me. I saw her eyes; they conveyed me how her heart is bouncing inside. Her visage appeared like a serene pond, while her feminine shyness is the reverberations on it, when a leaf of a demure smile is dropped by her protruding lips.
She came and sat near me. The whole attention of the people rested with us. I put my fingers over hers, unknown to anyone. She suddenly raised her head towards me as soon as my fingers touched hers; then with an inhibited cute smile, she again put her head down facing the Earth.
Few moments later, I felt the auspicious thread resting in my hands. I felt as if I attained the whole world.
The music from Nadhswaram and other instruments once again gave loud beats and notes with a high tempo exhibiting the arrival of the most precious moment.
Then I indicated the whole world that she is mine, mine forever by tying the auspicious thread around her neck. The flowers, which our friends and relations bestowed, reached us like a shower of wishes straight from the heaven. I am so elated and engrossed by the splendid things happening in my life. I fathomed that I am forever blessed. Then I recognised the things, which were running in her mind. I realised what she felt. Eventually, I comprehended the fact that our two souls tied to each other by this sacred thing has ultimately become as one.
Then I saw in the eyes of some men, who came over there, filled with jealousy of how I could be born as the one to deserve this priceless boon. Subsequently I visualised some of the faces brimmed with the sadness of their love being gone as an unrequited or untold one. And I was sorry that I am the one responsible for that.
We both travelled across the other romantic worlds for some time, and then came back to reality. I thought in mind never to ask him things like this anymore, because the words of this romantic idiot caused my body to secrete the love hormone in excess.
After some days, we found few oak trees which had grown over that place. We went near them and we both etched our names and our loved ones' names in a tree. We wished that someday we should take our loved ones there to show the love we possess towards them. Sakthi was indeed more romantic than I was, might be more romantic than anyone in this world.
We often went to that place and looked at those names we etched over the tree. We wished that our marriage plaque should also carry the same names etched over there. Only that place relieved us from the haunting memories of our girls.
29.FIRE IN THE FOREST AND RAIN IN THE DESERT:
Few days went and I came to know about the other thing Sakthi loves very much. It was poetry. He was a genius because he knew most of the good, famous poems and other love poems reading those would cause anyone to fall in love. One such day we both discussed about how our love for our girls have changed our lives.
That Tree on the shore always spent its time in loneliness. The Tree, worried about the alluring river, which was deceiving him with its crests, rising up with a gesture of reaching him and going back to its home shattering his expectations. Sometimes we the love rascals went to hear its laments in the cool breeze.
During that autumn day we all three were sad thinking about our untold love. I requested him to write a poem for me. Sakthi expressed all his emotions in a beautiful poem which I could never forget and I often read that poem. And his poem was,
Sometimes when I feel disturbed
Her thoughts make me feel peaceful
Sometimes when I feel lively
Her thoughts make me feel deserted
Sometimes when I feel happy
Her thoughts do feel sad
Sometimes when I worry
Her thoughts make me joyous
Her thoughts sometimes bring the rain in my desert
And it sometimes brings the fire in my forest
Whatever it may be, until her thoughts are with me
My soul will be breathing somewhere in this world.”
I understand how the love tree has made its roots deep into his soul.
Sakthi, wished in his life to become a writer and a screen writer. I believed that someday he would really become someone great because I had read many of his works and I always admired his skills. I suppose that it was a boon to him for the love he possessed towards his girl.
Then began our second year semester exams Sakthi and I were hardly aware of that. We messed with the dates of the exam and concluded that the exams might be on some other day. We both went for a night show then returned to the hostel and because of the tiredness we went to sleep.
Sakthi woke me up early in the morning and said
“Today is semester exam da.”
“Why haven’t you said this yesterday?” I asked him, angrily.
“Just now Sathyan said to me,” he answered.
I then slept again. I woke at my habitual time of 8’o clock. When I got ready it was already ten minutes late to enter the exam hall, so I rushed into the exam hall. I got the question paper and I was eager enough to know what the exam was. As I dared the exam was not an easy one it was fully problematic one, which was favourable for Sakthi. He had the talent even to derive the question from the last step of an answer. Therefore, Sakthi would hit the ball outside the fence, but I was afraid that whether I would correctly meet the ball at least.
I smiled at myself thinking how my days have changed. Once I cried even if I wrote a one-word question wrong but then I came to know the name of the exam only after entering the exam hall.
Love would do miracles; it works like a charm especially in case of studies and exams. After I left the exam hall, I realised that I would surely fail because of a silly mistake. The silly mistake was that I forgot to study for that exam.
Then second year of our college ended. Once we said to each other that we both would be going for each other’s house. As we wished, we decided to go to each other’s house; both our houses were more or less same as we both belong to the middle class family. So we had enough money and enough contentment in our lives.
Sakthi had lost his father during his seventh standard. His mother was also affectionate like my mother and at in his home; I never found any difference between his and my own. Though I refused, his mother filled my plate with all the stuffs she had prepared.
When I said that to him, he said
“Don’t be shy da. Eat for your stomach da. I know your capacity”…
We called those called the friendship-bites. Thinking to give the same bite during the time he would come to my home I ate all the stuff.
Two days later, I dragged him to my home. As I presumed, my mother stuffed his plates. I repeated the same friendship-bite to him.
After that he went back to his home, our holidays ended.
The second year of college gave us bundles of memories. Then we started our third year. During that time everyone was busy in the social networking sites. In those sites, they just chatted and expressed all their problems. If they didn’t have any problems, they created their own prob
lems and updated them to get some comments and likes. We first searched whether our loved ones might also have an account. But we were unlucky at that time. Our girls did not have any account on those sites during that time. If our girls had an account, then we would have pinned all our times on the wall of all those sites.
30.MISSING A MISS:
Sakthi told me that after speaking with one of his close friends, he got her phone number and the address of the place where she was residing.
He said,
“Love favours the brave.” I was brave enough to go the place where she was living now. I saw her without her knowledge and returned back.”
I wondered then how he could call himself as brave since he was afraid to speak with her.
He said all those to me and advised me to seek help from other school friends who know about her. As soon as he said school friend, Syed’s name sparkled into my brain like an electric current.
As our second year started, I expressed everything to Syed I told him that how I have fallen in love with her. He tried his most and at last, he got her phone number as well as her e-mail address and gave it to me. I was very much happy and for the moment I felt as if I have her.
That happiness didn’t last long when Syed told me that she had actually chosen “Civil Engineering” and the college she had chosen was so far from my college.
I might have