The "AGE" - part 2

I was very much hopeful about my friendship with her. My intelligent thinking made me do all the crap, that can impress her any ways. All the morning prayers were on my tongue tip, as if she asked me sometime to sing some prayer for her. Thats all you can do to impress a prayer girl. I did not want to miss any bit of my chance. But things were going like I were doing all this in some other universe. She was happy without me, without an extremely talented boy, with all the prayers on his tongue tip and ready to come out on her demand. I was ready to win her heart but ????? I was not getting the start. Time was racing up with me and my chances were dimming faster than anything. She had only one more year left in school. Those who ever fell in love can actually feel that 1 year is like no time in these cases. Only 1 one more year, and a novice lover like me, who just stepped in his school. Time became cruel to me and 1 year turned to 11 months, 11 months turned to .....to 5 months. In all this time of whole world, one thing I never missed, Glancing at her sideways during prayer. Perhaps God realized my true inclination towards her and gifted me that chance, the chance of a life time, a chance to reach her, to talk her, to impress her and finally to win her. Lets look, how did I get this chance ?? Oneday during lunch time, I found a guy, dancing around her, doing all the Jugglery and all the silly, idiotic things one can do. And ... and like other girls she was liking that (This universal fact was known to me by ages but I realized it during my engineering days). She was rolling into laughter for every damn thing that guy was doing. I, burning into ashes, looked at that guy, my biggest enemy, and my expressions changed instantly. He was my cousin "Raja", 4 months elder than me. I guess, he was completly utilizing that 4 months extra experience. I again waited for school to end and coming back home. The clock ticked to my favorite help seeking time " After-school lunch time" and I asked Raja " Tum us Moti vali ladki ko kaise jante ho"??.
"Kaun Moti vali ladki"??
"With whom you were playing in lunch time"
"Oh! that girl. She is my very good frnd".
How come????
"I was playing in school ground last week, she came to me and told" Tum kalabaaziaa bahut achhi khate ho" bas fir kya tha, I repeated the same and she became my friend." but why are you asking me all this?
"I too wanted to be her friend". A true and innocent answer. What can you expect from a 5 year kid ?? Bare innocence.

I had the key to impress her so I had to wait for next school day. Next day during lunch interval time I started all the jugglery before her, obviously better than Raja. But what the hell ?? She was acting like, she is not noticing me at all. Of course, she was pretending not to notice me, otherwise that jugglery was perfect to win a girl. Lunch ended and I continued the same for several more lunch intervals. All waste !!

Because of such overwhelming misfortune I had lost all hopes for her. But Life has always something unexpected for you. Perhaps this old adage was meant for me. That day something happened, one can expect least. It rained that day. Yes, gravity was working for me and it rained such heavily as if all the clouds turned into water at same time. Clock were showing 1:55 PM, 5 minutes before the school end time. In effect to this heavy rain, students using Rickshaw were asked to wait for rain to stop. My cousin sister came to me and took me to her class. Its always the responsibility of elders to take care of their younger ones and my sister was very good in that. As destiny had decided for me, that "Moti vali saheli" of didi was also in the class. I started feeling like splash of redness of roses. My heart started flying to touch the sky. I found myself in uncontrollable state as I went to didi and reminded her that I wanted friendship with that Moti vali saheli. My sister smiled and went to that girl. My dream girl. I saw didi saying her something and she glanced at me. I guess, its the first time in this heartless world, she noticed me. She turned and started walking towards me. My heart was beating faster than shatabdi and I was chosing the right words. I blinked my eye and she was standing just on my head. I opened my mouth to say something and blinked my eye again. but what is this? Why there is so dark all around? What the hell is this whistle sound in my ears? And .. and how my cheeks are getting so warm abruptly? A bit pain too ...! And now this shout .. How dare you calling me "Moti"?, Main tumhe moti dikhti hu? One more slap on my face and I started crying. The rain God must had changed the source of rain water. Now its coming out of my eyes. I cried very hard repeating a single word again and again " Mummy". All the caring elder sisters get disappeared when you really need their support. I kept crying and probably the rain stopped outside as we got call from our Rickshaw vala Bhaiyya.

The "AGE" - part 1

I had a great confusion during my teen times. Whats the actual age when opposites start attracting each other? When a boy start realizing the beauty of a girl and girl start finding a boy cool or smart? Does that start at 14 or 15 or at 9-10 or at 4-5?? So as one of the interesting topics we used to have during our school time, this was having its own worth and that's why the topic floats every second day among we friends. So much discussions, so many stories but the age when the life actually starts was still a mystery. Among all those never ending stories of finding the "AGE", mine was very hardly accepted as it used to bring the average age of the topic abruptly down. So here I want to share mine simple and sadly ended story.
It was the time I was about to touch my 4 and just started going school. I was in "Shishu", the elementary class in Hindi medium schools. I made some friends those who are in my class but the story begun when I could not make friends which were not in my class. Strange but thats how the truth is ! I started liking a girl who were not in my class. An overeaten, flushy, cute girl. She was one of the prayer girls and certainly was in some 2-3 higher classes than me. My drama, I used to make while getting dressed for school turned to excitement to go to school, stand as on the front in the row and gaze her. How lovely she sung the Aarti and prayer. Detective, sleeping inside me woke up and decided to get all the possible information about her. And here the gr8 day came, when I saw her flying like a butterfly, here and there, in the lunch time. Thanks God for that, she was playing with my elder cousin sister. I just waited for the time when I could find my sister alone and I could ask for her. The day ended in school, the bell rang and we came back to home. The detective was biding his time and he got it when me and Didi finished our after school lunch. I went to her and asked her directly "Didi, apni us moti vali saheli se meri dosti kara do". No confusions, no delays. I was on my way to get her and first shot I had played. But what was that. Didi smiled at me, patted on my head and went away. God, What was that? It was like my hard core wish to be her friend was challenged.

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