Sunday, May 24, 2009
The Lost Soul Part VIII
Friday, February 20, 2009
The Lost Soul Part VII
Jevon was drunk as usual. He had difficulty crossing the road and was seen hurling abuses at people. Aware of his inebriated condition, others decided not to say anything and went ahead with their work.
To be continued...
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
The Lost Soul Part VI
A dull weekday. Adhrit drove on his 150 cc bike to the amusement park. He bought a ticket from the ticket booth. He scanned through the rides. He decided to try the old roller coaster. People seldom used the roller coaster, since they felt it was too dangerous. Even then many youths had tried the ride, to display their fearlessness.
Adhrit helped him by locating his pen. The guy thanked Adhrit.
To be continued...
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
The Lost Soul Part V
A train journey to my native. Cool breeze. Darkness everywhere, but not in my heart. The train stopped for a while at a station. No one near me. The Silence was eerie. I heard footsteps inside the compartment.
‘Must be the TTE’, I thought.
I searched for my ticket and as the shadow came closer, I turned back to show my ticket. It was a girl. She was pretty. She had black hair, that resembled the darkness outside. Her eyes were brilliant, tucked away behind designer eye-glasses.
She had very white skin and her face shone like a star. I thought I would be better off as a dermatologist. I smiled to myself. She said something. I couldn’t decipher what she said.
“Huh??”, I asked.
“What are you looking at? Haven’t you seen a girl before?”, she asked.
“I’m sorry. I have seen girls before. You’re the second prettiest girl I’ve seen in my life”, I said with a toothy grin.
She smiled. “Who’s the first?”, she asked.
“We’ve hardly spoken and you expect me to say everything personal?”, I retorted.
She nodded her head. I guess she agreed to what I told her. The train’s loud horn interrupted. She closed her eyes and made an expression, as if she was totally disgusted with the sound of the horn.
I smiled at her. She started the conversation. “Hi. I’m Dhyana and am in my pre-final year of engineering”, she said.
“Inaam. The same.”, I said.
“Doesn’t the name Dhyana have to something with music?”, I asked curiously.
“Yeah. It means ‘melodious music’”, she replied.
She started the conversation again. “You are too reserved aren’t you?”, she asked.
“Yeah, sort of. Reserved me and reserved ticket!!”, I said.
She gave me a cold stare when deciphered sounded like, ‘One more joke like that and you’re dead’.
And I decided not to crack any more jokes. We discussed everything under the sun. And even things we couldn’t comprehend. Time passed very quickly.
“So, tell me about your experiences with love”, she asked.
I was little hesitant initially, but later gave in. “Her name is Priya. I haven’t seen a girl like her. Not even in you.”, I said.
She looked a bit puzzled and asked me to continue.
“It was love at first sight. I’d love to have her by my side forever.”, I said and continued. “Haven’t shown even an indication of my love. I don’t know, how I’m gonna go about.”
“Do you have her photo or something?”, she asked.
“Yeah, I do.”, I said feeling very proud.
I took a photo of her, while she was half asleep in class. And did not have the courage to show it to her and tucked it away in the farthest corners of my mobile phone.
“Her? Hmm. No wonder you fell in love with her. She looks like an angel”, she smiled as she gave me back my mobile phone .
My station was closing in fast. So was hers. Both of us got ready with our luggage. As the train docked the station, she turned to me.
“It was nice meeting you. Hope you succeed in your pursuits and good luck. Let me know alright?”, she said as she gave me her contact information.
“Thanks”, I said and continued to walk towards the exit. Priya’s face kept flashing across my eyes. Every girl I looked at look like Priya. No wonder. Beauty exists in everyone and Priya was the serene form of beauty.
To be continued...
Thursday, January 8, 2009
The Lost Soul Part IV
A year had passed and I made lot of friends in college. Bharath, the guy with innocent looks was always with me. He was fearless. He would always end up fighting with some members of the college management.
I avoided talking to too many girls, except for a select few. Christina, a very good friend of mine, was always there to lend me a helping hand, whenever I broke down. She was always there to lift my sagging spirits.
She would be always on the run to make me happy and I confided almost everything to her. She would listen to everything I say, patiently and reminded me about my absent mindedness often.
Sadhana was another great friend, whom I trusted a lot. She would always crack jokes and we shared almost the same thoughts all the time. She was one person, who took to life from a different perspective.
Uday was close. He was brilliant in studies, and had a great sense of logic. He had an extremely good sense of humour and would have me in splits all the time. Bharath would be seen hanging out with his friends Adhrit, Zayan and Jevon all the time, prying for fresh trouble.
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I couldn’t sleep the entire night. Something was wrong somewhere. I tried hard to get some sleep, but couldn’t. I switched on my computer and started checking mail. Something was disturbing me internally. I couldn’t concentrate. Three hours passed in what looked like eternity. It was morning.
I had a severe headache, owing to sleeplessness. I got ready for college. I boarded my bus. There was commotion inside a hostel near my college. Policemen were seen at the hostel premises. Something was wrong.
Bharath and I got down to know what was happening. We had the shock of our lives.
Someone had just been murdered. It was a girl. Her throat was slit wide open. She lay in a pool of blood.
Sniffer dogs had already started their work. Bharath and I stood still. Two dogs came near and started barking loud at me. But, only for a few seconds. The dogs started wailing and choked up. The dogs spit blood. In no time, the two sniffer dogs were dead.
Some people cursed those who had murdered her.
To be continued...
Monday, January 5, 2009
The Lost Soul Part III
An angel on earth, I thought. She was very fair-skinned, with shining black hair, like the ones that appear in the shampoo commercials, except for the fact, that she was not an actress. She let loose her hair.
She was wearing a sky-blue salwar-kameez and as she moved past me, her snow-white shawl brushed against my face. Ecstasy experienced. Something happened, that I did not expect. She came and sat next to me. The whole world came down. I smiled to myself.
I tried hard not to look at her. But, my resolution did not help. By the way, a not so good resolution for the New Year. I was dying to know more about her. It was something I hadn’t experienced before. I smiled to myself. It was love at first sight.
I wanted to impress her. And yes, a fact always circled my head. Boys always mess up in front of good-looking girls. And I was not an exception and neither was she. I was lost in an array of deep thoughts.
“What is your name?”, asked Ms. Vidya.
“Priya”, she replied with a smile. She turned to me. My heart was pounding. She extended her hand. My joy knew no bounds.
“Priya.”, she said with a smile.
“Inaam.”, I replied with a smile.
Her hand was cold and I liked it. Must have been sleeping inside the refrigerator. I smiled to myself and patted myself for my so-called joke.I wanted to die at that instant. But, later I changed my thoughts. I decided to live for her. I felt ecstasy deep within my heart.
The entire one-hour duration of the class passed like a minute. While I was getting ready to leave, she smiled at me and said, “Bye. See you tomorrow!”
I thought, ‘When would tomorrow come? Why did they have 24 hours in a day?’
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To be continued...
Sunday, January 4, 2009
The Lost Soul Part II
I felt bad. Really bad. But I was glad no one heard what he said. I came back to my place.
“What did he say?”, asked Uday.
“Nothing. He just asked me about my native place. Some personal details. That’s all”, I said, trying to avoid looking at his face.
The entire day was occupied. I got some relief during the lunch hour and had a 10-minute recess that added to my joy. The entire day passed. But it was long enough. I boarded my college bus. A plump guy sat next to me. I couldn’t see his face, as my vision was getting worse everyday.
“Hi. I’m Sia Sharma”, he said extending his hand for mine.
“Hello. I’m Inaam.”, I replied. Why do these guys add their surnames? Can’t they just say their first names? Sheesh. What a world. I avoided talking to him and managed to catch up on some sleep, after a tiring day. I was beginning to like college. Strange for a student to say, after attending the first day of college.
I reached my stop and walked home. I narrated the experiences I had to my mom. She listened carefully, trying not to miss out on any details. I had my dinner and went to sleep, thinking what was in store for me the next day.
College was fun. I went for a movie in the second semester of college with some of my classmates. A year passed. Second year in college. I joined an I.T. training centre to learn the nuances of programming. It was my first day at the centre.
As usual, I was early. My staff, Ms.Divya had already arrived and we were done with the introduction stuff and other formalities. Some more students joined the class and it was almost full.
I was sitting in the first row and the chairs next to me were not occupied.
“Shall we start the class?”, asked Ms.Divya.
“Yes ma’am”. We all replied in chorus, impatient for the class to start.
“Excuse me ma’am. May I come in?”, said a sweet voice at the door to the training room.
“Yeah, do come in. The class is about to start”, she smiled.
I turned back to look at her. She walked fast. But, everything appeared to be in slow motion.She adjusted her free flowing hair behind her ears. Her pretty red lips glittered in the semi-dark room. My jaw dropped. The prettiest girl on earth. I scribbled something at the back of my notebook.
“The prettiest girl on earth,
Came to take away my heart,
My days had always been dull,
You’re my heaven and I’m dying to get out from hell .”
To be continued...