Its almost 3 am... a cool chilly weather... making me get my room heater on.... I lie in my sleeping dress... just off from bed towards my lappie.... A thought which made me write this... a thought of care and concern that's making me write this at this awkward point of time...
Its nothing but an life instance of my, one of my, best pals I ever had... Hey, I start it in 1st person.... just make it more lively...
here i begin... (the story as I heard and realized)
I had a friend... she was a girl.... very sweet (naughty though)... very cute (again normal, most gals are cute)... and etc etc...(making sure that she had everything, guys would like to see in gals).... but foremost.... my most good pal.... a pal...too close to my heart!
She was a girl who was well famous (both for her and for her family background)... and you see I ,enjoying a nice company, got famous automatically... I just had a good friendship but nothing more than mere friendship...
It was during her last years of her high school, she met a boy... she knew him well before...perhaps for 5 years or so... both sharing same school... they used to meet at all important occasions... school concerts... parties and ya even at school too.... They too were friends... good professional friends...
Finally.... the last year - it saw something different....a diff story...
The boy was asked to host an important event of the school....and his regular partner as a host had to back out of the event (reasons - personal affairs)... it was there she turned in... first time... both sharing same podium! Prior to the event, it followed by hours of rehearsals... both enjoying just as professionals... Although the gal reported some kind of flicks...They had gone to close friendship.... perhaps close enough to share everything....It was after the....
[feeling too sleepy, ll continue at noon]
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Ya, am back.... but still yawning! Even a bath couldnt release the sleep tycoon inside me....
So, It was after the event... they again... became the same old proffessionals...(the inner waiting was diff)... They lost contact just because they were afraid of each other and both were waiting just for the other to call!
Months passed! (No... sorry... it was just a month...arey no....not even a month... just few days).... The boy went for a National Conference to the national capital and was lucky enough to win laurels over there! Well, the laurel was a bit big.... To my shock, the first person he called was the gal.... (He never dared to call even if they were quite good professional friends)...
eeeeeeehhhhwwww.... need a sleep again.... sorry! ll b back soon!...
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bhaskar's back!
Finally when the boy returned to school one fine working day with the prizes, he got appreciation and congratulations from almost all teachers of the school and students crowded him like players fight for a ball in rugby... (I must reveal now that he's my brother/ my cousin)...
In that crowd, all he found was the girl smiling towards him from the 1st floor while he remain still crowded in the ground floor!... My brother smiled back.... perhaps that was one romantic golden silenced powerful smile contact one can ever imagine or have a watch at! The girl wanted to hug and so do my brother... a hug unexplained unimagined and unconditional..., the girl, afraid of the crowd, the faculty and the onlookers like me had to build up enough courage to come nearer! but the sudden break from the head of the institute inviting the boy to his office made the imagining moment break!
Since then, ever the boy and girl had a eye touch... one wanted to say something to the other but both hesistated... all remained with simple formalities of Hi, Hello and Congratulations!...
Again, the same repeated... months...oops days passed with no contact!... when, one fine chilly night, with no pre-info the girl smsed my cousin asking him if he was angry with her as she was feeling bad that they didnt talk for so long! Series of conversation followed and somehow or the other they expressed their feelings to one another... the guys were in love.... never felt... even after that night they were confused about their relationship... One followed by the other and both grew a soul... When I came to know about it, it really made me feel good! My cousin really got someone who will make him succeed and my best pal got someone who will always keep her unconditionally happy... The world saw another love-story evolve... a love-story which ought to happen... something well felt...days passed and by each tick of the clock their heart became more and more one... one's heart was wholly in another's... but to my next shock, none of there's friends knew about this wonderful happening (me, an exception).... Both were into each other literally but neither the boy nor the girl did anything at the cost of their professionalism! That grew too high respect in me for the duo!...The boy and girl were each other's world to them!
And it continued...
The guy got admission in University of California and grew happiness all over, the girl was the most happy!
But suddenly the conversation kept deceasing...
Series took following and finally to my utter shock and heartbreak!, one fine night in a party... my cousin asked her why she's was getting away...
To my utter ear-nonsence or so.... she said that she's got her heart and soul in another guy....
OMG! JESUS! It never ought to happen! How did it happen! Why did it happen! Were all the promises of my pal just jokes.... were her feelings so thin to break with no force... my cousin was heartbroke....even his pieces of heart had promised to love but that didnt mean it would really break into pieces! Wy did the pal I knew so much, the pal I thought I understood got never understood by me! The reason of such hard breakup never known to him or me... she never told even me!
My cousin never told me anything after that! Today he's just promised that he won't love anyone ever again! For him love has died! The reason being my best pal!
Even today the question follows - How do you reward true love with?....
with deep pain
Bhaskarjyoti Das
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