Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Chapter 3. The Struggle for Sweetness

The Sugar started showing its effect... I was already victimizing the symptoms of diabetese. After attempting my Foundation Course i started attending college from 8th of June. And there is no award for guessing what my eyes were tempting to see.  I looked out for her name in the division list and there i got it. Also looked out for which room no. was her class and the next thing i did is rushed to the Third floor of the Building. Her class was on the third floor of the building. I hated the college authorities for not granting me the same division.. Anyways they werre not to be blamed. She had scored well in her F.Y. and i found myself in the last divison. So wat?? "Never loose hope is the moral of the story" a consolation line i said widin me and went around.

Same day i got a shock from our mutual friends, My Angel had joined a Call Center Job where she had night shifts. Argghhhhhhhh.... As she had two day week off it was only possible for her to come to college on Mondays. Damn!!! i was driven by a feeling of lameness widin me... Nothing shocked me dis much as this thing did. Then What?? I started waiting for Mondays lyk a Frog waits for the Monsoon. Monsoon comes once in a year and so does Mondays... This is what i assumed.... Monday to Monday felt lyk Monsoon to Monsoon. Except Mondays there was no thrill in the College left for me...

But yes, it wouldnt have been even once that i didn attend college on Mondays... Peolpe generally hate Mondays... but for me Monday was much more than a Sunday. Damn this "Monday", it made me go crazy week by week.

As a result of Company Secretary course the effect started showing, and i began thinking legally... hahaha...
I felt lyk suing the Call Centre for Child Labour but she was already 18 and passed out her H.S.C., it means she qualified all the requisites to work in a Call Centre legally. Damn Again!!!!

Left with no choice i said better than nothing. I started realizing i was in love with this girl.. MY ANGEL, I LOVE YOU... this was my favourite punch line within me whenever i saw her in College on Mondays. With each Monday i started noticing something bad. Her health started detirorating and so did my MIND. I was disappointed with this. I tried my luck and tried influencing her mind by saying "Look at you, Why do you need to work in this manner when you suffer" I knew this was of no use.

We were already in August by now.. August and February are the two horrible months for a CS student. The results for both the exam attempts of the year are out in these months respectively. My June examination results were due on the 25th Day of August. I never knew what holy stuffs i had done that by Gods grace i passed this examination. I not only passed but i scored well above passing percentage. I was filled with ecstacy. Ultimately, beyond all the shocks which i faced from June to August 24th each were vanished because of this one day. The next exam was of Intermediate and it was well in June 2008 (next year). I never gave a damn to my University exams. So no worries now. I made a kickstart into Company Secretary and i finally was affirmed myself that i will go through. The next thing i concentrated on was ofcourse MY ANGEL. It was September now and the monsoon had started setting off. Then came the next news, "She quit the Job"... Yuhuuuuuuuuuuuuu..... I repent not sharing my happinesss with anyone because the only person who knew about me having a crush on her was ME. I was into  the Aura of Love... She started goin deep into my thoughts. So deep, that i tried hard to be on the safer side. But i told you... A girl can do many wonders.

I was informed by some friends she has no interest in Love, but she did admire Muscled huge men. I am 5ft 11 inches tall, and i weighted 65 Kilograms then. Anyone can say that i am averagely build but certainly not on the thinner side. I started resorting to Gym and begun hitting it regularly. A novice into a gym i found hard to train on those heavywiehgts but she was on my mind in front of my eyes and in my heart all the time. I was ready to give that extra push every time i used to workout. Dont Forget "A girl can also make you perform any Wonders". Went on for a month, the October arrived with its own heat. Dont mistake it for the rise in  temperature. We had our semester examination, and yes i wanna disclose one thing very secret. I used to be blessed with "important questions" from my handful of Sindhi friends just the night before the examinations. This questions were claimed to be leaked from the question papers but no wonders they were the most expected questions that can be asked in an examination. It was no Rocket Science that my female friends found this surprising and some other friends including the girls started relying on it.

Gaining some popularism through such bogus "important questions" i went ahead impressing my angel. But as usual this time again God was not on my side. Those questions which i gave her hardly had a place in the question paper. Ended up making a fool of myself.

Altho the xams didn add any spice for me coz wat was to follow next was the vaccation of Diwali... DAMN!!!! This was the worst thing.. I was not so friendly with her to ask her to meet over and the only chance to meet her was after the vaccations.. Living a half life i accepted the defeated and waited for the days of vaccations to end. This time around i had started calling her and socializing a bit more. I had booked my admissions into tutorials for my CS Intermediate examination.. I was relieved... Hoping of some new chicks around in Mulund i waited for the class to begin by around end of October. Finally the day arrived and i began attending classes. It was a terrific disappointment. No chicks no fun. But yes i found one gal a bit beautiful a bit soft a bit tender... I was happy... Better than nothing. Hope i can fool around with her.

So the vaccations passed in attending classes every alternate days. The afternoon lectures were sumwat boring. I used to sumtym stare at the only "sumwat beautiful" gal in my class. Hoping her to be sum north Indian or a gujrati as Mulund was known for Gujjus and Marwadis. The classes went on with sum decent friendships. I started befriending each and everyone. I was no where interested in the gal in my class but had limited myself to staring future flirting wid her. All was waiting for the colleges to start so that i can start seeing my angel and so that my mind and heart gets a chance to bloom again. Celebrating Diwali the college started from the end of November and yuhuuuuuuu she was there again.. As usual everything was back on track.. The fooling around, the flirting, the tickering and everything. It was fun to see her back. I was happy again and wished that this never end.

I forgot to mention that i had joined some training in BOXING.. but obvious i was famous in the college as BOXER BHAI... Hanging around with those boxing gloves was fun. Moving in an around my angel sumtyms with a broken nose and torn lips was a bit of showoff on my part of how easily i take on pain.

I remember an incidence when my Angel had brought a Photograph Album to college. Just when i asked her what was that Album all about... The reply was Jaw dropping.. MY ENGAGEMENT PHOTOS... and i was like WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKK!!!!! can this really be?? no it cant... y i have to face this all the tym. i was really upset and shivers went up and down my body... My lips started turning pale again. This was sick... Why do parents get their daughters engaged so early, why dont they think about their gals studies first, how conventional and orthodox any parent can be.. These were the thoughts and words running throughout my mind. After the lectures in the college got over her friends came over to see the photos and a group of 4-5 gathered in the specific part of railings of the college. She took the giant album out of the cover. The cover i think was RED in colour, i dont have superpowers to remember these things. On the top of the cover was written Confirmation of ANGEL.. (not very sure except for the word CONFIRMATION)...

                                                                                                            .....to be continued

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