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Thursday, December 08, 2005

Moments of Life (Part – I)

It was a cold night. He could sense the air biting him all over, right through his skin. And waiting outside a hostel where some of the beautiful females on the planet stay is such (not such) a huge task.

Rohit was standing in front of the hostel gate – counting every second as it passed by along with the chilly wind – for the huge clock to strike 12. Having been introduced to this girl through a common friend led him to take time, pause in other wise lazy life, to think about her. Having been a hard-core member and most time - leader - of oppose-girls-all-time group, Rohit didn’t expect that, that meeting would keep popping up his mind every other minute.

The memories of their first meet flashed as if they were introduced just half-an-hour ago.

“Hey Shri, How are you doing ? Long time no see, you busy with some thing important?” , Shreyas recognized Shri outside the chamber of a not-so-busy professor’s chamber,

“Good and No”, said Shri trying to be very un-girlish - to the point kinds.

“Shouldn’t it be Good and Bad rather than Good and No”, shouted Rohit, not realizing that it was a girl who said that.

Shri was caught off-guard. “What ? ”

“Oh! This is...This is ....Rohit my friend. We are doing a course on “Internet Security & Today’s Institutions under........He is.....”, the words that followed weren’t even heard by Rohit as he came face-to-face to this beautiful girl.

“Hi.....I think I have never been introduced to someone in such a bad way”, lending her hand forward to Rohit.

“Oh!Hi....I have never been either....Just to let you know - Had it not been for good amount of bad in this world, good would hardly been recognized.”, shot back Rohit.

“Woo...That’s a good one !! Anyways, I got to go now. Catch you guys later. Shreyas you are coming this Sunday right ?”, asked Shri while brushing her hair off her shoulder.

This was the moment for Rohit. He was struck with her beauty.

“Where?”, asked Shreyas.

As if some stroke of intelligence dawned on him he exclaimed “Ya, for your birthday party right....Ya, Count me in that evening!!”

“I shall count this good-bad Rohit as well! Get him too! Chal, C ya”. She waved and disappeared.

Once he made sure that there was no one in their vicinity, Rohit asked in just a whisper voice, “Shru, When is her birthday?”

“Hmm...Someone seems to be interested - It’s the day after !!” Shreyas smiled it through.

As the wind blew harder and the clock moved faster to 12'o clock, he asked a short girl who was passing into the hostel to call up “Shri of Room No 761".

Each second passing by was an age in itself.

“Will she come or will she not ? Would her friends allow her to go down at this point of time ? How would she be dressed” Strange yet very different thoughts continued to hit his mind. During all through these jam sessions in his brain, his hands made sure that his hair was properly set and the T-shirt was slightly over the Jean and the card he bought was hid behind his back.

At last, she arrived. Dressed in a black sweater and a blue jean, she couldn’t make it that it was Rohit who called her out.

He took the first few steps - very important steps - towards her slowly and said, “How are you doing ?”

“How would you think someone to be - when called outside in a chilly wind during a winter night? By the way did you call me ?...”, Shri was unstoppable.

“Happy Birthday”, said Rohit lending his hand forward along with the card.

“Wow!! Thanks!! I definitely didn’t expect this and from you, it was not even in my wildest dreams!! Thanks so much !!” Rohit said to himself, “Well done man, Go On!”

“I am impressed. What’s this ?”, while opening the card that just read:

happy birthday to U

Rohit made sure that “U” was the biggest letter and clearly the demarcation visible. “Oh...That’s so so sweeeettt! Thanks Rohit!” exclaimed Shri.
Remembering that she had to get back to her friends who were waiting just outside her room, she hurried, “Rohit, I got to go .....Friends you know...See you tomorrow at the cafeteria at 10, I hope you are free at that time.....Bye”. She again waved and again disappeared.

“How can someone fly off like that, How, How, How ? ”, he thought to himself all the time it took to get back to his room. He didn’t even care that he was all alone walking in the chilly night with nothing but a T-shirt on him. He was immersed in his thoughts. It even made him forget that he had actually passed his hostel main entrance. Conscience dawned on him and he made into the hostel through the other entrance. Tired mainly due to his long day and chilled due to the long walk, he fell asleep instantly as he lay on his bed.

11 Comments:

At 5:26 PM, Blogger Deepika said...

well, i am curious to know what happens to Rohit & Shri...
hope the next part comes soon...!!

 
At 6:34 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

hmmm...interesting...really impressive way of narrating a very simple issue..good.. waiting for the next part!!!--THAINITHRIYA

 
At 1:04 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well......very much impressed by the narration.... Names looked pretty cimenatic to me.... otherwise a very impressive post considering the person who wrote it (sure hariki doesnt have real time exposure (techie huh.....) to all this and very few (no) lady lovers)

 
At 2:16 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi...buddy
it was really gr8...
k....We understud tht Rohit is U...
wat abt Shri??? is she Manisha Sukla........

 
At 6:17 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good Narration Mr. Ki. Good one. Waiting for the next part....

If you didnot recognise me yet, then the name in the next part's comments. Gueeessss Mr. Ki!@#$%

 
At 7:51 PM, Blogger Amar said...

Mamma... who is this Rohit and Shri??? I believe the names have been changed and guess what.... i somehow strongly believe that Rohit is 'U' :-)

 
At 8:24 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Hari,

Gr8 story never expected a techie to be such a good author and surely this is a real incident narrated by you..

 
At 11:10 PM, Blogger Koushik V S said...

Ahan, I understand that Hari 'houdini' is smitten with love now?

Good & gentle narration style, mate!

Don't wanna sound like an english teacher, but guess you ought to/will become better at grammar as you dole out more stories!

 
At 8:46 PM, Blogger Koushik V S said...

To prevent this crisbrinik kind of shit ads on your blog, use "word verification" option

 
At 4:46 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

plot was as usual ..a boy and a girl..which always works..overall it was gud..but i found more stress on usage of words and grammar..rather than streamlining it..leaves no curiousity in the reader...dude take my feedback positively.. i am not here to point someone..bcoz i am five point someone..all the best and wish that u bring the story to an end in a better style.....

 
At 7:35 PM, Blogger Vinay said...

This is the ending to traditional love story - Boy and Girl happily live ever after!!! Am I correct! Commong Mr. Writer complete the half baked cake!

 

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