Hey Sunshine

 

So, when I shifted my eyes from my very first attraction of synergy, it lied upon that green check shirt. And, I was like "sahi hai yaar ye bhi!"(even he is good too!)😍😉
But, later I realised he is not the one who is to be called only 'sahi hai yaar' rather 'yaarrr ye bhutt zaaaadddaaaa achaaa hai!' (He is tooooo gooodd)..😍😍
Slowly the things started and how he became the part of my life where one eye was supposed to be there on the board and one over him.👀👀 Such a tough time I have been through.😜😁😁
Now for sure, my seat was decided only by his. When he used to sit in the the middle row then the seat just beside his' is fixed mine.😊 Otherwise, the corner seat with my back supported by wall and my eyes right over his face passing through some familiar faces.

THE KHAYALI PULAAV MOMENT..

Since I heard in the chidhood and moreover bollywood has even made me realized that a dropped pen is the cause of beginning LOVE STORIES. 💙💙😀

And so, the idiotic I .. Let me be very clear, seriously the things were very normal. Actually my pen dropped and he just picked it up and returned me back. As simple as anything. But, how I felt; uff uff uffff yaar! He has given me pen, the way somebody propose with a rose in his hand. Let me remind, is ghatna ka vaastvikta se koi lena dena nahi hai (This content has no reality in it).

5th September, Teacher's Day, indeed a memorable one. Since, he was the topper of the batch so it was obvious that he was the ""aankh ka tara"" of all the teachers. He sang a song 'Wajah tum ho'. And again, I was like he is singing for me..😂 Truly he was the reason of all my insanity. 😇😇 Now, the only thing that happened was, when he came and held the mic; somebody said, "Bhai formulae padh de!(Brother, chant the formulas!)". And, I was like an idiot with a bit of seriousness in my tone, "Nahi yaar bas formule nahi! (No man! Not formulas)" 🙍And he just turned his face and stared at me. And, my first facial expression was, "Mene nahi bola.(I haven't said.) And second were, "Acha sorry! (Okay, sorry!)"😔
Now, I was feeling it so much that he might have felt bad. So I said to Areeb, "Just say him sorry from my side." But since, I was even supposed to show some kind of attitude so I even added, "if he has felt bad, only then. And if he hasn't, then return my sorry back to me!"
Obvious whosoever got to know my craziness for him, they started teasing. Be it, Muskan, Navshruti and others. But, some of them were even like, "Bhai kitte crushes!!??"😂😂 But, that was even a different level fun!😍😍
Lot more to say. That each look of you in that royal blue or that maroon or those sleepy eyes in the class. That kindness over your face. The hardwork seen in your results. All were reasons to call you, MY ATTRACTION which has no reason to be faded now!

From your posts and indeed that goes well with you.
"Looks doesn't matter, but I have them by chance!"❤❤

Happiest Birthday Sunshine..(Something related to your name)💙
Happiest Birthday Iitian.

Yes.. YOU ARE A HERO.

You are a HERO

31st January💔

The scooty slowed down and stopped at some distance to one of the Uthawani ceremony. She was standing at her door, gazing at Uncle's photograph.The faded face of her was telling her pain. Silence was at her lips but her eyes were saying thousands of things. What I think is, we disturbed the long talk she was having with her father. As she noticed us, she stepped inside her house. My father and Bhawana's father was made to sit in the room outside with her brother. And, I and Bhawana were accompanied by her in another room.
Now, none of us were known that how to begin? What to say? What to ask? About 60 seconds later ,she herself broke the silence and said, "Baith jao"(have a seat). We sat down.
Putting some dare, I began, "How it all happened?"
Before that, as we entered in, my throat got filled and eyes were about to be ...looking at her pale face with black spots below her eyes. I was trying hard to control. I said to Bhawana, "Yrr.. I can't control." She said, "But, you have to." Finally, I succeed.
She began answering to my question. She started with pauses in between, "Was a Heart Attack! There was health insurance, money; everything. But, he didn't tell us that his stents date has already expired in November. He got operated in 2009. I was in Second Class. He was getting swelling since November. I made him to examined on this 26 January. Doctor said, "Swelling is increasing. It is spreading from kidney to heart." I said to him, 'If there is something much serious then please admit him.' But he didn't. 'BAHUT BURE HOTE HAIN DOCTORS' (Doctors are not good)" 
With these words she began weeping. Guess what! I was even nodding to her last sentence. What I could do otherwise? Was I supposed to say her,"No actually it is not so. Doctors are good actually.."? NO! NO MAN! I even didn't find it right to nod in No to what she said at that time.
Generally, when someone cry, I used to make her/him comfort saying, "It's okay. Everything will be fine. Let it be. Nothing much. Please don't cry. Whatever happens is good." But, now I was so helpless with my words, with my heart and soul both. I was really not getting what to say? I was not getting how I say her it's okay when I know IT'S NOT! How I say, things will be fine and HOW? How could I just stop her from letting her pain out through those fat tears ? How could I say please don't cry?
All I could do was give her my shoulders to lean her. And all I could say was those repeated two words caressing her head ,"Bas bas. Ho gaya.."(okay.. Enough..) Bhawana started weeping in the another corner looking at her. I signed her not to otherwise she could have even cried more! Finally Bhawana controlled herself though she was uncontrollable with her emotions since she entered in and looked at those black spots below the eyes and that pale, yellow face. I gave her some sip of water and with passing minutes she took a breath . She began, " I and didi used to adorn Mammi. At karwachauth (Festival at which ladies fast for the long life of his husband). Anytime. Because she loved being adorned . She loved carrying bangles in her hands. At the time of Bhaiya's wedding she was saying she will go to parlour to get adorn herself at Didi's wedding, not now. Now I don't know what will happen?"
Ending up here, she again started weeping. This time Bhawana just hold her into her arms and said, "No. No. Don't think this way!!" Trust me, I find this line so humorous because I was so dumb; not getting even a single word to  help her out. This time my tears were helpless and they flowed down. I turned my face soon and didn't turn back until I find myself a bit controlled. Bhawana's tears even flowed down but she wiped them at once.
She was weeping without any pause and was saying a number things. SHE WAS HAVING THAT UNNECESSARY GUILT which only a pure soul can feel. She said, "When Bhaiya was in Noida, he took care of Papa. Then, when he was under prescription of Dr KK, didi took care of him. This time, I was supposed to take care of him. BUT..." And, this 'BUT' and pause after it was saying a lot things, showing a lot guilt.  And the thing was, I could feel that every part, I could hear that every unspoken word of that pause. But, there came in between, one my own 'BUT'. I could see everything, I could feel everything. But, again I couldn't utter a letter, even a sound in a reply! It was that helpless condition I have never been into! She began, "Only I and Mammi was here. I ran the scooty at a speed. Stopped at every private hospital in the way. Nowhere, we found any doctor. M SACH KEH RAHI HUN! (I swear!) " It was the intensity of his pain. Would that I could say, right at that moment, I TRUST YOU! But it was lack of humour in me because I couldn't. 😞 She continued,"I ran the scooty so fast to get him soon to the doctor. I even rubbed his palms because he was having breathing problem." She cried, " Please take him back for once only. For once only.. Pleaseee!! I will mend up everything.. Please please.. Pleeease!" And when she said this; it wasn't just her, but every part of her heart and soul was crying out loud!! I and Bhawana tried controlling ourselves hard. Our tears were at the edges of our eyes and we both were gulping in our filled throats. Still, one or two slipped down.
She said at last, " Now nothing bad should happen please!"

In the same house, there was even a face, a bit swollen, pale but with that responsible smile over it. She was her elder sister. She was carrying that pain of losing her father in her heart and those thousand taunts of those 'so called Relatives' and still putting that smile over her face of responsibility, strength, care for her mother and sister.
She told me that somebody said to her sister to get married after graduation but it was her father who used to support them a lot because her didi doesn't want to get married until she gets on her feet. But at this time, those irresponsible 'so called relatives' were  creating taunts for not getting married after graduation.😬

Yes Man! I have seen the two ladies who couldn't even cry out their pain freely. I have seen the two depressed ladies, depressed like anything carrying bag full of responsibilities. She was having tears in her eyes and was calling to the Tent House👀. She was promising to all her duties.
I have seen the two ladies losing her closest one but reliving the beats of him in their hearts. Reliving his soul in theirs.
Yes she was 19. May be a young enough to bear all this pain. But, just think of yourself at her place.
I don't think if there is anyone in this world young enough to lose his/her father and bear such pain even when they are 60! Do YOU?
 May be there are many like her in this world. BUT I KNOW HER ONLY.  )

Do you know I feel inspired of you both? Do you know I feel proud of you both like the countrymen feels on their warriors?

@Poorti Varshney
@Neelima Varshney
I LOVE YOU
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