He called.... But she drove away.... part II

As she drove through the busy street of her street lost in the land of her own thoughts that sublimed through her consciousness it all started coming back to her one by one….. How she met him and how it all began for her…. Into everything she was she never knew she would be into someone like him and would get entangled into all this with sheer sense of emotion that over took her own thoughts her mind her reasoning her every aspect of her personality….. Or that’s what she showed to everyone across the college and her friends who knew her…..
Sneha thought to her self “What the hell is with him….. why did he stop calling? I can’t loose him…. I just can’t…”  Now one would thought it was her love and essence of her feel but even she was not sure if it was love or it was her need to win and be the Diva she has always been through all these years.

She met him at a friends birthday….. the geeky guy…. Tall… well built….. Not too muscular nor too skinny just right…. He seemed intelligent the way he was talking in confidence and with everyone listening to his point of view…. He was talking something about history or something….. she lost interest in him as soon as she heard him talking all that…..
she thought “who talks about all these things at party…. Either he is too drunk or too boring….” She shifted her attention to Abhay…. Her pronounced boyfriend or something of that sort…..

She didn’t see the guy after that…. He faded away from her memory… After all she was used to getting hit by these sort of guys all the time…. And this guy didn’t have much of a backup reputation so that she could leave some sort of mark on her….

Couple of months latter…. She was at her department and same guy was there standing…. Organizing something…. It was a concert and he was in charge….. she was suppose to report to him as she was intern for the organisers65….. she walked to him….

She “Hie! I am sneha… from…”

Guy “its okay…. Where ever you are from…. I don’t have time…. Come with me we got to go to couple of people to get some collaboration and funds for the event”…

She followed….. He fired up his bike….

She thought “bike?? Man my hair…. But it can be fun….”

And then the drive for their life started…. She stayed with him for all the event…. Where ever he goes she accompanied…. The trait that put her off last time….. His talking and intelligence… made her admire her and fall for her…..

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He fell on his bed… his phone slipped from his hand…. He was getting agitated annoyed at how sneha was so self centered…..

He thought “Fine I get it she is angry…. Cant she pick the damn phone…. I called like what 50….. fuck it…. I wont call her either now….”

He closed his eyes…. Phone lying on his side….. His eyes shut and he passed to the never land…. Thinking How it all began….

It was Ravi’s girlfriend’s party…. He just had a break up…. He was interested in going….. Well it was his sulking time …. Listening to arjit…. Stalking his ex on fb…. Or whatsapp…. At the same time looking for a new one…. Checking profile of hot girls…. Thinking to send her friend request then not sending it because he thought it was too desperate to do so….. but No No how could he do that….. he was hogged nagged blackmailed beaten and what not to go to this party by all his friends….and he gave in…. well free alcohol and food…. Who says no to that right?

He was there having some discussion with couple of people…. Well actually he was trying to show how smart he was or knowledgeable… actually he considered him self not good looking or any trait that might get him any attention so he thought to show off what he is good at…. Arguments and Knowledge…. And then across the hall a girl caught her attention….. Dressed in hot pair of shorts and a crop top…. With fluffy hair…. Her lips were little wet with the whiskey in her hand….. he just skipped a heartbeat….

“A girl so hot with whiskey on the rocks…. How can you just not love her right?” he thought….

He noticed she was looking at him…. So he started talking a bit louder…. So she could hear him…. But after few minutes she moved to the guy she came with…. By the end of the night he saw her making out with the guy on the couch….. As a predator he was he moved on to the next girl in the party….. He ended up buying her a breakfast next morning…. Well she paid but who was keeping the track of who did what right??

He thought “Mental high five dude…. Still got it right…. ”

Surprising he was not sulking over the his ex anymore…. He found out the girl name was sneha…. Checked her fb and then he left it….. It was not in his nature to try too hard on a girl…. He was not the type to go around finding who she was and all…. But he would still think about her now and then…. And eventually is subsided…..

He got an assignment in college to organize the college concert….. and fest…. In all the application he got for intern couple caught his eyes…. His best Friend…. Himanshu handed over that one too her…. Familiar face… same smile and same arrogance can be seen through the eyes….

Few days latter he was telling people what to do… telling the duty he has…. Himanshu and Devansh on his side…. He felt a soft nudge from Devansh and he saw a totally dumbstruck girl….. As if she saw some sort of ghost….

Sneha began to introduce her self….

He cut her in between…. For 2 reason…. One he wanted to leave an ever lasting impression and 2^nd well the 1^st one was the only reason he had…..

He took the opportunity…. Took her with her…. He took the Bike…. He could see the despair in her face….

He thought “hahahahha this could be fun”

And then the drive of their life started…. He kept her with him…. By one reason or another…. They started getting closer…. He orchestrated the thing and love getting close to her every moment… He knew he was smitten but to what extent was beyond his perception….

Innocence lost??? May be not!!!

Most of you have watched slumdog millionaire.... My friends in USA loved it.... Me not so much because it did a damage to my pride as being Indian.... Showed me the sad state of affairs that proceeds indian society.... I argued that India is not all about slums and children begging.... India is much more and I laid down that fact in front of many through years (I hardly loose an argument).... But sometimes a spoke of truth, dark as the darkest night hidden in the plain sight looks at you....

I was sitting with some of my friends having some useless discussion, some fun and some snacks.... A kid stood in distance watching.... I noticed him but decided to ignore.... I was waiting when would he come to ask for something.... but he didn't.... He waited and as soon as we were finished he came and picked all the garbage and put it in his bag.... I had a bag too at his age.... I would complain daily how I had to lift it up and walk several flights of stairs in school but that gave me prospect of brighter future....
This kid had a bag too... dirty, filthy bag.... but it gave the shades of dark present and a future that was in abyss.....
I walked to him and gave him 10 rs.... he said he doesn't want it.... I asked if he wants to eat something he looked at his sister and said "Bhaia ise pastry khila do (feed her some pastry pls)" i took them both and fed them pastry.... the ate they were happy and left....another incidence happened when I gave some kids small biscuits packet and they were happy as if they found gold.... I had this urge of happiness and then a guilt and sadness crept over my consciousness....
an old man standing guard at of Mac Donalds 24*7 middle of night in cold weather hungry and shivering.... You offer him 30 rs burger and you would see how happy he gets... he gives you all kind of blessing.....
A friend of mine conjured that this means I am nice person because I fed them.... But I am not.... May I did all that to cleanse my soul.... may be just to show that I am nice guy.... May to impress that cute girl in crop top staring at me.... may be I am writing this to patronise me and paint me as a better person.... may be I was looking for my lost innocence in those kids eyes.... To look from their prospective I had everything.... I was happy.... no matter how I crib about it I always had a better life than many.....
But they???
They didn't.... I had better life because my parents gave that too me.... I had nothing to do with that.... They struggled because their parents were not upto the task.... I was guilt stricken.... I saw my face in the mirror.... A face of a man who just desired more and more.... even in all the hardship they were able to preserve a bit of their innocence.... But what about us.... We lost our innocence way back.... may be even when we didn't know how to spell the damn word.... lets try finding that innocence.... that sincerity that essence of doing and leave being the longing for attention and all that forsakes us.... may be if we do that just may be we can actually be happy with our achievement.... may be we can achieve what we want.... just may be we becomes someone who changes the world.... lets bring a small change in ourself and see the ripple effect that follow.... just may be lets try for once....