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.
