Days chased months and months chased a complete year. Soon march came and so did our final examinations. I began to feel the ripples of tension that was building up inside me. Hey! don't get me wrong. It was not the exams that I was tensed about. But it was this weird policy that my school followed, where in every year they would shuffle the classes within different sections to accommodate socializing among students. Now do you get what I meant by getting tensed? Yes!, I started to appreciate the old adage "Separations are inevitable." The young Romeo and Juliet of the 20th century were to be soon separated by the Merchants Of Venice.[oops! was it the merchant of Venice who separated them in history?... I never understood Shakespearean properly. Pardon me for my ignorance, u still get the essence of it right...] So there you go, once again I was single but would I be able to mingle?
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New academic year brings with it new joys, new challenges and new hopes- hopes in the form of beautiful girls. And in this particular section of mine there were girls..... and girls everywhere. Yet, the thought of not having Sruthi by my side in the classes pained me a lot. Just as how, the sky without the stars, the trees without the leaves, the ocean without the waters and an actress without.... (or is it with!!!) the clothes on gets so boring to look at, similarly my life without Sruthi began to be both boring and painful. The empty space next to me on my bench stared mockingly at my loneliness and I was left to ponder in the darkness that I had created for myself. And then finally the light came..... That day, the sun rose not just in my city but also in my life.....
"The warmth of its RAYS;
On touching my heart made it COOL.....
As one miss Shalini RAY;
Came from Bombay to join our SCHOOL....."
---Deejay--
Arnold Squaginacher and Barbie dolls were once again back into my world and soon Sruthi was just a past that I had already forgotten. But little did I realize then that Shalini was just a distraction I had created for myself to forget the happy times with Sruthi. However, just as how a passing cloud that brings with it a glimmer of hope of an afternoon rainfall, passes by without any worth.... she too had gone, left our school and went away into the limitless oblivion....end of Shalini. That was when I came to realize that "Girls and pain are but two sides of the same coin." You crave for one you get the other one free......
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