In Search of Love

Friends, to be honest I never had any interest in love nor I intended to love anyone but when I was in tenth standard, National High School, in Bidar, i.e. is in 2004-05 I saw a girl who was fabulous to look at, I don’t know what happen? I just felt thrilled inside seeing her, she seemed like an Angel came to Earth straight from Heaven. I was stunned watching her cute face, twinkling eyes, soft red rosy lips, her short hairs neatly combed, a streak down to her cheek and whenever it fell on her eyes, she blew it gently, I could sense the warmth in her hair and the way she plunked her hair behind an ear, Damn Hell! She killed me…

Day by day love for her in my heart was growing deeper and stronger, her image floated in my head as I reached home and I was dying to see her again and again all my life, it was my luck that she was from our school and even exciting news was she was my classmate. I went mad in her thoughts. I and my friends’ Avinash & Guru one night while passing her Home screamed her name and stopped ahead, to see her come out but to our surprise no one came to check who it was? After a couple of days I came to know the fact that they had gone to their native and home was locked, we Guru& Avi didn’t notice it. Time ran as fast as metro train.

Meanwhile in the month of January 2005 our school had arranged a picnic to CHAKUR which is in Maharashtra 180kms from Bidar. There were two buses which separated boys and girls while leaving Bidar, I think it was the Bad idea of our Headmaster nicknamed “Daku”. After three hours of journey we reached our destination Chakur.

It was a wonderful place having each and every thing, say All in One. A big lake, small hill covered with meadows, a train, boating etc. We enjoyed peddle boating for more than an hour. She and her friends were at the centre of lake in other boat, when we went close to them it was astonishing that all begin to fling water from lake at each other; all were wet now including me. I was lucky to watch her in her wet dress which was sticking to her body, Oh God I was on cloud number nine.

Later we had the rounds in train, played many other exciting games and at noon we had the lunch that we had brought our home, shared it among us, it was the sweetest lunch ever I had in my life. I got a binocular from a junior friend and it was an army binocular of his father. I and my friend sudheep watched all especially girls. I was gazing at her through binocular standing on a hill, I say you friends it was simply Awesome they were probably 200 meters far from us below the hill, it seemed just like a 3D film that has made a great fuss nowadays. I felt that she stood before me very close. She was dressed in Light green salwar and a black kameez, yellow flowers sketched on it, wore Blue Sandals. I wanted to stare at all the day but my friend sudheep snatched it from me, idiot…

My friends knew about me and noticed what I was doing, so they boosted me to propose her, said it’s the perfect and great opportunity, don’t miss it else you would suffer a lot. I knew I would be unable to spell even a word to her. Hence I had a couple of White Mischief vodka wine shots so that it doesn’t smell and give me some courage. I went to her, she was standing near ice-cream parlor, she didn’t notice me, and I went still closer shivering, summoned some courage and called her ‘Pratima’, she turned towards me and asked ‘yes what’? Unable to say ‘ILU’ I was quite for few seconds, I was unable to think or reply and she again asked ‘yeah what’s the matter tell me? Nothing special just wanted to talk to you, well how was the day? I asked, Oh, it was a very nice, had a lot of enjoyment and fun which I had never before this, a precious memorable day in my life which would never come again, she said’.

You said true it would never come again, can I have some water? I asked and while she gave bottle our hands held hand in hand for nanoseconds, ugh! I was in Heaven, and then drank some water saying thanks came back to our gang where I was screwed by my friends. While returning contrary to my friends’ thinking instead of being sad, I was happy, the happiest man on the earth as I talked to my girl for the first time in the period of seven months and I danced for first time to the super hit blockbuster movie ‘Dhoom and Arya’, everyone danced with full excitement to “Dhoom machale, dhoom machale, dhoom and aa ante amalapuram”. Thanks to Sunil and my friends who had arranged it in government bus.

Those were the best days of my life and if I had my choice yeah, I wanna be there. I tell you friends this picnic day was the most memorable and longest of all my School days. Each moment, each event is vivid and fresh in my mind as if it happened yesterday. …

Soon our send-off function came near and everyone was busy in taking autographs, purchasing new dress and shoes etc however I was not worried about those things and came as usual. I was astounded to see her pretty face all the time and she was blushing. I could see the love in her eyes, passion was lightening fire within me, seeing her in Red sarree with matching Bangles, Earrings, a watch on left hand and dark red nail polish on her toenails, What shall I say guys, I have lost the words. She appeared like a Red Red Rose.

And it was my bad luck that, it was the last day, last time forever I saw her. Soon after completing exams they had shifted to Mysore as their father was transferred, one of my friends gave me this Shocking news. It’s said “First love is always the best love”, yeah it’s true it can never happen again. Mine was also the best love apart from one thing that, it was one way. My friends suggest me every now and then: why are you running behind the missing girl, why are you pounding for the girl whom you can’t see. But my heart feels she may be misplaced but my love is not lost and would never vanish, until my last breath goes out… Yes of course, I’m eager to see her, talk to her and I hope one or the other day I would meet her again for sure very soon, if not I have already met her, talked to her that’s more than enough. In my opinion love doesn’t mean to have romance, it’s something beyond it. For me it is to, discover ourselves in others and a way of Silent Meditation.