Fast Forward…..

This is a story about Aditya Singhvi who has just passed his 12^th exams and is a one year dropper for the AIPMT exams. He was trying hard to get into a reputed medical college to pursue his MBBS. He is taking regular tests and coaching to improve his performance.

This story starts at the same coaching institute, where he met a girl, who later completely changed his life. She was Simmy, another PMT Aspirant. But sab kuch pehli mulakat me nahi ho jata *Aisa sirf movies me hi ho sakta hai* so, hamara hero bhi pehle mulakat me kuch na keh saka.

As we know life is unpredictable and we have no idea that what kind of game God is going to play with our life. Aditya was not able to score enough marks to get into a reputed college, and that is why he took admission in Biotechnology Dept of the local college. Anyhow he managed to adjust himself with the college environment with the help of his new friends Karthik, Sameer, Vaibhav.

But kehte hai na jo hota hai aache ke liye hota hai, one day he saw her, yes, she was Simmy, the same girl whom he met at the coaching center. She was his classmate and that thing is enough for him to be happy. Now they also had some girls in their group, they were Megha, Priyanka, Kinjal, Shruthi and offcourse Simmy.

Sab kuch normal chal rha tha, but it is always not necessary that everything will go as u anticipates. His one of the classmate Nishit is making trouble in the group, but any how they managed to get rid of him and with passage of time, their friendship become stronger and better. Priyanka was the sister of Amit who is friend of Aditya’s best friend Vishal who is in the engineering college located just near to our college campus. So ab college life ka maza aane laga tha.

Amit told Aditya, Sameer and Vaibhav that Priyanka told him ki aisa lagta hai ki Kinjal likes Karthik, and they decided to make it possible for them. Megha and Priyanka also joined them. Meanwhile college me notice laga ki college se Inter college fest ke liye teams select ki jayegi, who will have a chance to go to Jaipur and perform there, and that was the golden chance for them. They decided to go for this and decided the events they will be going to perform in. Everything goes correctly and their dance group has performed so well that they won the finals. This fest was very helpful in bringing Kinjal- Karthik so close. And what about our hero Aditya, ya, offcourse he is also happy, he sang a duet song with Simmy in the fest, and won the 1^st runner up prize.

Everything was going fine till Karthik told Kinjal that he loves her. Everyone was shocked with this early decision of Karthik, and the things got worse when Kinjal told him that she is already committed and love someone else. Everyone was silent after this. They reached their home town but no one had anything to say. After that wo hi hua, jo normally hota hai, Karthik and Vaibhav ki fight, Karthik ka gussa, then the patch ups. Yeh effort bekar gya aur sab kuch phir se normal ho gya.

Aditya ki life bhi kuch easy nahi thi. Pehle ye panga, then Mehta sir se panga. He is totally exhausted with all this troubles. But some relief is also there for him in form of Simmy. Simmy uski best friend ho gayi thi. She helped him in completing assignments and made him work on the college activities. She was taking lot of efforts that a best friend do.

One day he was in so much hurry and speeding his bike to reach to the college. He was completely lost in the dreams of Simmy that he caught with an accident. He was taken to the hospital where he found that he had a minor fracture in his left hand. But hero toh kuch aur hi soch rha tha, all were there to see him in hospital but Simmy was still not there. He was feeling sad that why Simmy was not there when he needed her most. Finally, next day he got a call from Simmy, but he foolishly scolded her for not coming to the hospital, at last she just told him that her dad got a major heart attack and she is going to Ahmedabad. He felt bad about his behavior and at that point of time her elder sister made him comfortable by making him understand.

As the time passed, he started getting better. He recovered quickly after receiving calls from Simmy. She acted like a magic pill for him. In the mean time he was missing his Jannat, his college, so he started going to college with Vaibhav. Their seniors have decided to organize a Fresher’s Party for them, and Aditya has an advantage over the other guyz being the only techy in the whole class. Everyone was looking for Aditya to help them out with the music mixing, sound editing and the other things which they are not able to handle. Even the most beautiful girl of the class, the beauty queen, Maanvi and her group was waiting for him. Maanvi have decided to learn dance from the new dance teacher of the University’s Music Dept. Miss Pooja.

Aditya, Maanvi, and the two other group members of Maanvi, Isha and Tanya, reached the music dept. Aditya was not in his control after watching the new dance teacher Ms. Pooja. She was just like the other students in the college. She was short heighted, with short hairs, and our hero was mad after watching her. She told them to meet her next morning at 9.00 AM sharp, with special instructions to Aditya for being prepared with the Song mix for dance.

But as we know, Aditya is a damn lazy guy, he was not prepared with the song till morning, but anyhow he managed to complete it before leaving the home. Like us, Ms. Pooja was also confident that Aditya must have not done the work, so she began with a lecture on time management, but got calm down when Aditya handed over the CD to her. And in this way the dance practices begins. Aditya was lost watching Ms. Pooja dancing in front of him. The song was making magic on him……

So this is the story till now. Although  I have tried to cover each and every important point of the story but still you can go through the whole blog to get a more clear view of the story till now, I make you sure, it will not make you bore, and you will be happy to read it many a time. The next post will start from the same point where I have left the story that is, when Aditya was lost in the dance of the Ms. Pooja and the lovely lyrics of the song making magic on him. I hope to get the same affection and love from your side. See you soon, till then, Happy Reading…………..

WELCOME BACK……..

Hello readers….!!

First of all I am really sorry for making you wait for so long, kya kare life is still unpredictable.*Kabhi college wale Exams lete hai, aur kabhi life Exam leti hai, we have to survive in both the situations* Kuch priorities aisi hoti hai jinhe ignore nahi kiya ja sakta. Anyways, things become part of life, and we have to manage them anyhow. I hope you must have missed the blog very much, as a result of that I am back with the new refreshing look of Ek Ajnabee Sa, with the same interesting love story. I hope on this occasion of introducing the new look of blog, you must be feeling more attached to it.

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Kuch Khaas hai……….

I was done with food and snacks that I have to take as a dinner, to maintain the energy and the enthusiasm up to work on laptop with the dance songs. It was 11.00 in the night, when I started working on the dance numbers. All the songs are girl types and I really got bored with the work with in half an hour. I looked at the clock, it was just 11.30, that means I have lot much time to do this rubbish work. I called Simmy, she was about to sleep if I would have not called her. I told her everything that happened with me and the beauty queen group, and also about the new dance teacher.

“Ahh.. so you are having fun out there. Keep enjoying my son. I think I am missing so much fun.” She said after getting the updates of the day.

“Not really, but I really wanna see you dancing, I have heard that you are a good dancer.” She is all good.

“Ya, actually I am not that much connected with dance, rather I would prefer to sing a song with you.” She chuckled.

“I will be glad to do that.” *Oh man.. I just love her.*

I checked the time, it was about 1.15am. She was about to sleep so we decided to cut the talk over here. Some times I wonder, why we talk to each other? I know we are best friends but still we care a lot for each other. After talking so much sweet things, I was not in the mood of going back to that rubbish work, I too decided to sleep and wake up early so that I can finish the job.

Another morning has arrived. I tried to open my sleepy eyes slowly when I noticed someone standing near my bed. It was Surbhi.

“Common you Hippo, get up quickly. You really do not have any sense about the electricity crisis in India. I still could not believed, what is going on around me? What is making me face this entire lecture at this time of morning?

“Last night you have left your TV turned on. When I woke up at 5.00 in the morning, I heard the Lady Gaga songs playing in your room, you are lucky, dad haven’t heard that.” She explained it.

“Ahh,, leave that.” I tried to ignore her. I checked the clock, it was the same story, I woke up at 8.15am and I was getting late for my college, and the most important thing, I wave not prepared the song mix for the Beauty queen, she will kill me, for sure. I got up quickly and however managed to get ready by 8.45am. Ms. Pooja has informed us that she will be waiting for us sharp at 9.00 in the music hall, but I must have to work upon the song mix that I have been told to make. I quickly turned on my laptop, and started working on the task. It was damn difficult working with one hand, but I still managed to finish the work by 9.10am. Vaibhav was already there to receive me, and was busy with watching TV and enjoying the Aaloo Parantha made by Mummy, and me the poor son was busy working with laptop with one fractured hand. I cursed him for not having any work to do and we got ready for leaving the home.

Vaibhav dropped me directly to the music department of college and he moved to our college. It was really surprising for me that the department was already alive by the sound of music and the dancers practicing their songs at this point of time. It was 9.30 till I reached the gate of the big hall of music department. As soon as I opened the main door, I saw Ms. Pooja standing in front of me.

“I knew that you are such a lazy type of person, it was written on your poor face, mujhe kal hi lag gya tha ki  tum kisi ke time ki value hi nahi samajhte. I have already told these girls that you are with the wrong song artist.” She directly fired up on me.

I was just lost in her eyes. I was just looking at her with a blank face, I didn’t said anything, just continuously looking into her eyes. She was looking beautiful in her white Salwar- Kameez, embroider by dark blue threads, and the red duppata ties across her body was making her look gorgeous. After having a hint that she didn’t making any effect on me, she clapped in front of my face. The sound of clap broke my dream and I was again in this overcrowded world. She begins with her scolding again-“And I am sure that you must not have done the song…..” Before she could complete the sentence, I handed over the song mix CD to her.

“Now what is that? Are you done with it?” She was surprised. I nodded. She didn’t say anything and moved back to the beauty queen standing at the far corner of the hall. I just followed her. We reached to our practice place. Beauty queen was already practicing their with her Apple iPod in ears. *It looks like these costly gadgets are really just meant for the beautiful people like her.* She looked at me and passed a sweet smile, I waved my hand in response. I turned towards Isha and Tanya in hope of same response but it was of no use, they were still busy in their gossips.

We were already nearly 45 minutes late so we quickly begin with practice. As soon as they heard the song mix, Maanvi said-“Wowww.. That is awesome. This is exactly what I want, thank you so much Aditya, you have done excellent job.” I looked at Miss Pooja and said thanks to Maanvi. Ms. Pooja was not showing any kind of interest in praising my work, I felt bad. She signaled the three girls for getting ready for the practice, I occupied the seat of the sound controller. Ms. Pooja was really a gorgeous dancer. Her steps are so clear, with perfect cut, and the perfect movements. Her body was moving beautifully with the lyrics of the song. Her figure was perfect. Her body was mowing as she was instructing it. Her red dupatta was flying in air and making circles as she was moving her body. Hope I could dance with her, holding her in my hands.

♫ ♫ ♫ Kuch Khaas hai

      Kuch Paas hai

      Ek Ajnabee Ehsaas hai

      Yeh Dooriya, Nazdeekiya

      Kuch Hass Padi Tanhaiya

      Kya yeh khumaar hai, kya aitbaar hai,
      Shayad yeh pyaar hai,
      Haan hai shayad,
      Kya yeh bahar hai, kya intezaar hai,
      Shayad yeh pyaar hai,
      Pyaar hai shayad…… ♫ ♫ ♫ 

I was lost in the music, the song, its lovely lyrics, her dance, her eyes, her hairs, her cute face, her voice, her instructions, her notebook, her camera, her music system, Awww….. What was going on my mind, does she know any kind of magic, that is making effect on me, or it is my poor heart which is lost again. I was not able to control it, my heart was flying in another world…….

Practice Makes a Men Perfect……

“Tringgggg………………..” My phone rang like hell, it was 9 in the morning, and I was still sleeping. I picked up my phone and a familiar voice buzzed from the other side.

“Dumb,, you are still sleeping, get up quickly.”

“Ah… who is it.” I was still sleeping.

“Aacha, to tu meri aawaz bhi bhul gya, you moron.” Now I know her, meri itni insult aur koi nahi kar sakta. It was Simmy.

“Log baat hi nahi karenge humse toh aawaz kaha se pehchan me aayegi.” No one can beat me in conversations.

“Sorry yar, busy thi, you know na, Dad had a severe heart attack, I am still in Ahmedabad.” Her voice turned broking up.

“Hey…. I was just joking. Don’t worry,, Your dad will be alright.” Hope these words have made her fell a bit relaxed.

“Humm.. he is recovering. Arreeee ha, sorry I forgot, how are you? Megha told me about your condition.” She giggled. *Thank god, you asked me. Some times I hate these giggles*

“I am ok now.” *really?* “and I am sorry.”

“Sorry? For what?” she asked in reflex.

“That day you called me, and I really behaved like an idiot.”

“Its ok! Mr. Singhvi. Bade-Bade shehro me aisi chooti-chooti baatain hoti rehti hai.” Giggles again.

We both burst out laughing.

“By the way, come back soon, we will be having our fresher’s party after 2 weeks.”

“Really,,, awww,, I will be back soon, I am dieing to meet you all, hope we will enjoy it together.” She rejoiced.

“Yeh, all classmates are busy in the practice for the party.”

“Oh.. and you must be pleased watching girls dancing all over around you.” *How come girls know everything about you, who tell them all these things.*

“Kya karu, girls mera peecha hi nahi chodti. I am still in the hot list rather being having a fractured hand.” We both enjoy teasing each other.

Our call lasts for nearly 45 minutes. I told her everything about how Nishit trying to dominate over all, about the dance of beauty queen, the hot dance teacher, and everything else. She kept the phone down with a promise that she will be back soon. I enjoyed every moment of the talk. I checked the time. It was 9.45 and I was getting late for my Jannat, my college. I moved quickly to get ready, girls must be waiting for me, and Vaibhav may be here anytime.

It was mid September and the outside conditions were really pleasant, dusky weather, silky breeze, love is in the air, but someone is burning from inside. Vaibhav speeding his bike like a roller costar and I was sitting behind him praying for our life. He was looking angry with Nishit.

“Look at that monster, he called me last night, and instructing me the work I have to do. Why do hell I follow him, is he minister or something. Huhh” I know which monster he was talking about, yes, off course Nishit.

“I think when we all were out of station, he must have gained the dominance over the whole class, and we must have to do something otherwise we will be just left behind being guest in the party, and he will acquire all the praise from the seniors.” Politics started playing with my thoughts.

“Ohk,, we have to think upon that.” Vaibhav said.

Girls believe that they have to prepare their dance and all the stuff in a secret closed room so that others will not have any idea that what is going on behind the closed door. On the opposite note, boys always try to peep behind the walls, and were desperate to have just a quick look over the practice of girls. I was lucky, I was the techy who have to mange all the songs so I was getting the chance to be with every group of girls dancing at their secret places. It feels good when you are the only guy looking at the number of girls dancing in front of you, and you still have to manage to show that you are working on lappy and looking at them, and I was too good in that. Its ok when we were with the girls of our group, but the real fun was with the group of beauty queen. Maanvi, Isha and Tanya were waiting for me. Even I was not able to resist myself from looking at the beautiful face of the beauty queen. There was a thin layer of cosmetics visible on her face, but still she was the one to die for. The little sun visible behind the dense clouds making her face glow brighter, I was feeling special being with them, Nishit must be jealous looking that.

~

We headed towards the music dept of the university, and the thoughts of the new music teacher begin blowing in my mind. The three girls with me were busy with their gossips *Yeh girls itni gossip lati kaha se hai* I tried to get involved with them but they just ignored me like a mosquito flying around them, poor me. We reached to the Music block and my mind moved its gesture from the beauty queen to the numerous beautiful girls practicing on different songs. I was waiting for the meeting with the new music teacher, the things people talking about her is making the meeting more exciting. Yesterday she was not available at the campus so we were not able to meet her.

We entered in the centrally air conditioned hall. It was a big hall and I really haven’t expected any such place located in my near vicinity. It was a beautiful hall with the walls painted with dancers in different poses, music all around, and most important, beautiful girls all over. We headed towards the inquiry counter and Maanvi asked the lady sitting at the counter about Ms. Pooja. The lady instructed her something and then we moved towards one of the group practicing in the farthest corner of the hall. As we reached to the required point my eyes begin searching the new dance teacher. There were about 8-10 girls dancing on some filmy dance number and my eyes felt it difficult to point out the new dance teacher. At that moment Maanvi said- “Excuse me ma’am.” A little girl of height just shorter then me turned around and walked towards us. She was about 5’5” in height with rounded face and a small pony behind her head which is having a tough time holding her silky hairs. *Only girls can look beautiful with unmanaged hairs.* She was not looking too mush elder then us and I thought her to be one of the student, but everything changed when she come closer to us and said-“Yes, what can I do for you?” Oh god, her voice was so sweet, that was too soft, just like her cute face. Tanya looked at me and signelled me to close my mouth which was left open after watching the new dance teacher. Maanvi told her about the talk they had two days before about the dance practice, and at that moment, she comes to know about us. They greeted each other by shaking hands, Maanvi introduced Isha and Tanya. Ms. Pooja asked me-“Are you dancing with them with this broken hand.” Giggles all around *Ahh.. I hate her*

“No ma’am, actually I am going to make you dance with them, I am Aditya, the sound artist.” *Nice designation* I said, controlling the situation and lifted my hand slightly to shake it with hers’.

“Ok.. I would love to do that.” She said and moved back to Maanvi, leaving my hand unattended. I quickly moved my hand back, hope nobody have noticed that.

Maanvi, Isha and Tanya discussed about the dance practice with Ms. Pooja, and she told us to come tomorrow sharp at 9.00 AM, so that they can get more time to practice. While leaving the hall, the girls again shook hands, this time I didn’t tried to be smart and turned around to leave, while Ms.Pooja called me-“Aditya!!” My name really sounds good in her sweet voice. “Tomorrow, please be on time, and come prepared with the laptop.” Ahh.. why girls are so selfish, what does it will take her to say good bye. I left the hall nodding my head.

Recovering Pleasure………

At last I am going back to my home. In the evening doctors checked me and granted permission for taking me back to home. It was a good feeling when your doctor give you discharge ticket and you leave behind all the pathetic environment of hospital. My mom-dad and my friends were there to take me back. Off course I was missing Simmy at that moment but now I was trying to be strong enough, Thanks Dii!! I moved back to my home with a fractured hand, and a still recovering body. Doctor Sinha has instructed my parents to take care about me and my medicines.

I was feeling like a prince coming back to home. All my neighbors came out of their home to welcome me. *It feels good to see that people care for you, specially your neighbor’s daughters.* My Grand Maa was desperately waiting for me at home, as soon as I entered into home she hugged me and showered her love and blessings in form of kisses all over my forehead. However I managed to free myself from her arms and quickly got into my room. Huff.. It feels like a God. People all around you and they take care of your each and every request. I was in a kinda enjoying all this things, but the biggest problem is my fractured hand, I have to move with it carefully wherever I go.

I could not stay away too long from college, so after a week, I started going back to my favorite place, my college. I was not being able to drive so Vaibhav has the responsibility to take me to the college. College main bhi main kisi VIP ki tarah treat kiya ja raha tha. My classmates are treating like an innocent child and my teachers were also in mood of helping me a lot. Megha have the responsibility of taking care for my studies and she always made sure that I could not feel lacking somewhere in such conditions. I have everyone with me, except Simmy. I tried to call her, but her phone was still left non-replied. She must be busy due to her father’s operation, I can just hope that he will be fine soon and Simmy will be back soon. Although I am having everything with me but still I was missing her.

Our seniors are now planning a fresher’s party for us, we were glad to know about that. After the type of behavior we have showed to our seniors, we were not pretty sure that they will be willing to give us a party. It was good news for all of us because we have not enjoyed any thing after coming from the Jaipur tour, so we are having a chance for something really enjoyable.  Our classmates were desperately waiting for this occasion, specially Nishit, he is trying to show that he is the most responsible person in the class, and he can handle all the tasks at his own. The party was scheduled after two weeks, so we were left with very less time for our preparations, I wonder how our seniors will manage all this things in such a small time period. However they have provided us the guidelines for the party but still Nishit trying to dominate over all. I tried to cooperate as much as possible but Vaibhav was not really happy with the behavior of Nishit, hope they will not mess up the whole situation.

Seniors have told us to prepare some good items from our side, they were preparing at their own level, and strictly told us to cooperate with the guidelines which they have provided us for fresher’s party, like the dress code, some dance numbers, some games, some individual presentations, and most important guidelines regarding the Mr. and Ms. Fresher competition. We have to submit our names for this competition as soon as possible so that Seniors can make their arrangements accordingly. I was very disappointed as one of my assets has been fractured, so there is no way I can take part in any of the high movement activities. My classmates insisted me to perform a rocking song but I ignored them.*I hope if Simmy would be here, I would have performed a rocking song, but as she was not here to accompany me, I was not very much interested in that*

Our teachers are already angry with our class on this note, *Why on earth we are never been able to satisfy our teachers* they keep on telling us-“Concentrate on your studies, yeh parties toh roz-roz hoti rehti hai.” Now how can we tell them that this thing is more then a party for us, it is something that will give strength to our friendship, relations etc.

The beauty queen of class Maanvi*tag awarded by the boys* have been interested in performing a dance with two more girls Isha and Tanya. They decided to get it choreographed by the new dance teacher of our university, Miss. Pooja. People were talking about our new dance teacher that she is damn beautiful, and she is the hot list of many of the desperate young teachers. I got the chance to join them for the visit to the new hot dance teacher, reason being, I was the only techy available in the poor biological world of our class who can make a rocking fusion of song and I was glad that my knowledge about technology have awarded me many a times. We headed towards the music section of our university and to my surprise I was visiting first time to this place. It was a very classy structured building placed just near our campus, but I was so busy with girls that I have never noticed it before. It was just like heaven for me, all over beautiful girls were practicing different modes of dances, some working on Katthak, some on Salsa, and some others on Hip hop, that was a real sweet pie for my thirsty eyes. The beauty queen must be tensed about her position after watching the status of beautiful girls available in our university, Lucky boys we are.

Though I was missing Simmy, but there were some pleasant advantages when your love is not around, you can look at the beauties around you, chat with the beautiful girls, and the most important, you can have a temporary girlfriend too, it depends on your skill and talent, lol.. I was too good at that. Simmy was not here but still I was waiting for her call, Simmy please come back soon, someone is missing you a lot.

So finally something reenergized me back, I was trying to divert my mind from all the shit I have faced in the past few days, and was ready to recollect my attitude and strength so that I can enjoy at the fullest. I can just hope that Simmy will be fine, but was eagerly waiting to talk to her. Meanwhile we were busy in the Fresher’s party preparation, and as I was not completely ok so I was not having lot more work to do, other then watching the beautiful princes dancing in front of me, but I was not able to watch Nishit dominating over all, I have to do something. I tried to enjoy everything, every moment, every minute with my friends, but someone special was missing.

The Magic of Words….

I woke up with a new freshness, a new excitement, a new hope to see Simmy, showered with love of my mom and my friends. My mom and dad are already in hospital with my boring breakfast. *Though it seems to be very delicious when compared to the food provided by the hospital* Dad just completed the formalities by asking me about my health and the fractured hand, but my mom is still worried about me. He is talking to doctor and discussing about taking me back to home. Doctor Sinha didn’t say anything, he just said to wait till evening, and then he will be able to say something. I am recovering quickly and there was no sense in just laying on the hospital bed and make it occupied without any reason. I was already well treated by the doctors so there was no sense in staying in the horrible environment of the hospital where after every 10 minutes some emergency were called. It was a horrible experience watching people crying for their dear ones, I have already seen many people coming crying to the hospital and requesting the doctors to save their dear one’s life. I am really thankful to my dad that he managed to shift me to some private room where I can stay in peace.

With start of a new day, my room again becomes occupied with more relatives and my dear friends. My college buddies are already here enjoying watching how people coming and wishing me good wealth and showing their love and affection. I still wouldn’t be able to believe that my people love me a lot, they are really bothered about me or just making the formalities.

Vaibhav and Karthik came closer to me, Vaibhav asked me-“Uska call aaya?”

“Kiska?”

“Simmy ka?” Vaibhav asked in a low voice.

“That is none of your matter, and why the hell you have told about her to Surbhi, wo bhi tab, jab aisa kuch hai hi nahi.” I was not happy with their act.

“Yar, dii asked to tell everything about the accident, toh main kya karta, and by the way she already had doubts related to you and Simmy in her mind, that’s why she asked about it.” Vaibhav tried to make his point clear.

“Ya, waise bhi yeh koi problem wali baat nahi hai. By the way have you guyz tried calling Simmy? Uska ab tak kuch pata nahi hai.” I was again back to the main point.

“Yes bro we tried but still she is not picking it up.” Karthik spoke, for the first time in this case.*Hope he will not tell anything about this to Kinjal.*

“Hope she will be fine.” I said.

“Better you take care of yourself. Khud to hospital me pada hua hai aur dusro ki chinta kat rha hai.” Said Karthik, We all smiled.

It was 11 in the morning and Dr. Sinha was again here for my regular check up. After all the check ups he told me to go to dressing room and have the fresh dressings over the wounds. My friends have gone to college and my parents and sister were in doctors’ room.

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I was coming back slowly from the dressing room, when I heard my cell phone ringing. I rushed quickly towards my bed. It was some unknown number, I thought it would be the telemarketing call so I disconnected it. But after a few seconds I saw the same number flashing on my phone, I picked it up, and the voice that I heard from the other side was the breathtaking voice for me, it was the voice I was dieing to hear, I felt a new freshness and energy flowing in my body after that Hello from the other side. It was Simmy, I came out of my dream and said Hello in the excitement. But suddenly something stopped me, and I said-“Why the hell you are calling me now. Ab bhi kya jarurat hai call karne ki. I met with an accident and you are not even bothered about calling me. You must be busy with your other friends or talking on phone, you really don’t care about me. Huhh,,Right now I am very angry and I don’t want to talk to you, you please carry on with your busy schedule.”

She kept quite for few seconds and just said-“It will not be worth talking to you right now, I was the first one who came to know about your accident, and lost control over my mind when I heard that, but the situations are like that ki main baat nahi kar payi, ye mat sochna ki I don’t care for you. Anyways yesterday my father had a heart attack and at present he is in not in good situation so I am leaving for Ahmedabad today, you please take care, will call you later, Miss You very much, and hope you understand me!! Bye.”

Before I could say anything, she disconnected the line. I tried calling her back, but that was of no use. The things Simmy once told me about her family revolved around my mind. She is the only children of her parents, she lost her mother at the age of 6, after that her father tried to give her all the happiness that he can, but she always felt something missing in her life in form of mother. Her father, no doubt never made her feel like alone in this big world. She loves him a lot. But now he is not in good situation, he is having some heart disease and even doctors are not sure about his health. His heart disease is in critical stage and anything can happen.

I was feeling bad for my behavior, I should have waited for her to say something. She cares for me, and off course she would be worried for me. Yeh maine kya kiya? I know ki wo mujh se milne nahi aayi, but I should have controlled my words. She called to talk to me but just because of my lack of patience I lost the opportunity. *Opportunity is always under our feet. We don't have to go anywhere. All we need to do is recognize it.*

~

It was 2.00 in the afternoon, I was still thinking about what I have done, tabhi waha Vaibhav, Sameer and Kinjal aaye bhagte hue,

Kinjal-“Adi,, Simmy ke dad ko heart attack aaya hai. Uska call aaya tha, they are leaving soon for Ahmedabad.”

I was not in situation of saying anything, I kept quite. Waha tab tak sabhi friends aa chuke the. I was sad, and not saying anything.

“Adi,, uska call aaya tha kya?” Vaibhav, my best buddy asked me.

“Will you guyz please leave me alone, right now!! Please.” I shouted, may be first time since we met.

They didn’t understand what the hell making me behaves like that. They didn’t say anything after that and left. I was all alone now. I was crying in deep of my heart, but trying hard not to express that openly.

Surbhi came into my room. I was lying on my bed without any sort of movement. That was so unusual for her.. She came closer to my bed and asked me-“What happened bhai, why you are sad? Aur tere saare friends kaha gaye?”

Now I was not able to control my self, I hugged her and told her everything. She looked at my face, there was no sign of relief on my face. She brought water for me and made me quite comfortable to sit.

“Look bro, see I know you have done a mistake, but don’t be sad. You have to come out of it. People who are close to you will never mind on such stupid things. It showed you that how much you care for her, and I think that she also cares for you so much, that’s why she called you before going to Ahmedabad. She is suffering from the toughest time of her life, her father is everything for her. Don’t be sad my brother, you love her, and now it is time to show that. She needs your support, agar tu hi strong nahi rahega toh wo kaise reh payegi. So be brave and clear out everything. I am sure she will understand your situation.” Surbhi ne bahut kuch kaha, but job hi kaha wo sach hi kaha, Simmy needs me.

I was feeling much better now. Surbhi hugged me and stood up to leave, I hold her hand and said thank you. She just Smiled and said-“Any time for you my sweet little brother.” That day I come to know that Surbhi will always be there for me, I never felt so good about her. Yes, we fought, cried, and enjoyed together, but she is my sis and she know me better. “Your words holds the biggest power enclosed in them, if they have power to hurt someone, do not forget that they also have the power to patch up those distances.” That’s the power of words….

Tu Jo Na Aayi…..

I opened my eyes, I was in hospital and was surrounded by my friends, family members, relatives and my neighbors. The last thing I remembered was the accident, someone searched for Simmy’s phone number from my cell, whose name was the last thing that came out of me after accident, and called her. I was half conscious struggling to maintain consciousness. I desperately needed to tell someone that I wanted to see my mother. I waited for the nurse to come and I looked at her with beseeching eyes suffused with tears. She understood what my eyes were saying and let my mother come closer to me.

~

Vaibhav told me that someone called Simmy to inform about the accident and Simmy called him and told about the accident, then he called Surbhi. Some helping hands carried me to the city hospital. I fainted on the way. They were now talking to my parents and telling them how everything took place.*They must be telling my parents that how irresponsible their child is.* I know it was my mistake, but still my eyes are searching for Simmy, but to my surprise, everyone was standing there except Simmy. She was not there.

Doctor Sinha told me that there are some minor cuts and wounds on my leg and forehead and a minor fracture in my left hand and I will be free to go home in 3-4 days that let me feels better. After everything got settled *People treat you like a prince or something when you are in hospital, I was enjoying that* I asked Vaibhav- “So you all are here but someone is missing, where is Simmy, my life savior?”

“We don’t know yar, we tried to call her, but she is not picking up her phone, pata nahi kaha busy hai.”

I felt disappointed. Main jiski wajah se aaj hospital me pada hua hu*probably* wo hi mujh se milne nahi aayi hai.

Tabhi waha Surbhi aa gayi.

“Kya bhai, what happened to your senses? Can’t you be able to see a big cow sitting in the middle of the road?” she teased me.

“Saara system hi kharab hai yar, here cows use to sit in the middle of the road and people have to walk on footpath. Bloody government.” I tried to justify myself.

“Chal koi nahi bhai,, kuch din hospital me maze kar, and I think we do not need to worry when you are having your friends caring for you. Hey, someone is missing na? Where is Simmy?” She looked at me with a teasing smile. *When you have elder sister, she will always take care of you..trust me*

“We do not know dii, she is not taking up the calls.” Megha cleared up. I was sad.

My parents and my paternal aunt had come from their hometown. All my friends and my teachers from the university came that day to visit me. Smita mam also called me, I told her that I have completed my physics practical file and will be submitting it soon, she must be happy hearing that. This all made me feel good. Even one of my ex-girlfriend also visited that day. I do not know how she comes to know about all this, but it was a good feeling watching her in front of me. I think people are taking this accident thing too seriously, they were more caring, loving, and worrying. But still someone is missing. Simmy ka ab tak koi pata nahi tha. Ek bar toh socha usko khud hi call karu, but then my self respect stopped me doing that. I am missing her, She must be missing me too *I thought so* but who hai kaha? I thought shayad main jo uske bare me sochta hu wo waise nahi sochti hogi. But I still like her.

In the evening everyone left except my Sister, and my friends Megha, Vaibhav and Sameer. Mom and Dad are also leaving to bring some food from home. Doctors told me to stay in hospital atleast for two days. Megha and Surbhi are busy in their girlish talks about fashion, movies, music and all the rubbish which they can discuss. Vaibhav and Sammer are sitting beside me and are busy with their cell phones. I called both of them closer to me, and asked them-“Simmy ka call aaya kya?”

“You Idiot, you just caught with an accident and still you are not in control. You know, I still could not believe that there was any fault of that innocent cow. That must be you who have done the mistake. You mast be going beyond your speed limits and that is why you are laying here.” Sameer said lifting my fractured hand.

I have nothing to say, they know the full story. Vaibhav and Semeer burst out laughing after watching my face. The fault was mine, it was me who had lost focus on road, it was me who have been listening to the music at full volume, I am the one who had lost in dreams of Simmy while driving. That was me.

“Fucker, what do you think you are? If you do not tell us anything, so we will not be able to find it. We are your best friends, and best friends sab jaante hai.  Tu humko call nahi karta toh kya hua. I was having some problem in the physics practical file so I was trying your number since 11.30 in the night and your phone was busy every time I tried to call you. I thought anyway I should call Simmy but even her phone was busy.” Vaibhav revealed the full story.

I was surprised with all their investigation. Smart people.

“Oh yeh! I was discussing the same thing with Simmy regarding the practical.” I tried to protest.

“Don’t you dare to lie Mr.Singhvi.” Sameer stared at me.

*Mr. Singhvi, shit! They noticed that. Simmy where are you? Save me from these demons*

“Guys, guys!! Will you please stop it? It is nothing like that, aisa kuch hota to main tumko nahi batata?  And vaibhav you.. you are suspecting me? *Jooth bhi agar confidence se bola jaye to who bhi sach lagta hai* My final attempt to save myself.

“Then why you are worried for her? Look at that girl, she have not even asked you that how are you feeling now, what is status of your health. All girls are like this man, bhul gya Karthik ke saath kya hua tha. Ab hamara kaam tha tujhe samjhana, aage teri shraddha.” Vaibhav said in a bit serious mood now.

~

Surbhi aur Megha ki baatain shayad khatam ho gayi thi, wo bhi mere pass aa ke baith gayi, hum aur aage baat nahi kar paye. I was getting influenced by what Vaibhav have told me. Kya sabhi ladkiya aisi hi hoti hai? Simmy really do not care for me? Thodi der me Mom-Dad bhi aa gaye, Unke aane ke baad Vaibhav, Megha aur Sameer apne ghar ja rahe the. Jaate-jaate Sameer ne meri tarf dekha aur kaha-“Be careful dude.”

Surbhi looked at me and Sammer with suspicion. She moved behind Sameer and Vaibhav by saying-“Main inko bahar tak chod ke aati hu.” *Jaroor kuch puche gi meri sis in dono se.*

My dinner was as instructed by the doctors a simple one. I would be more happy and hungry if I would have got something spicy and freaky. Somehow I managed finishing my meal and after that Mom and Dad are about to leave for home, Surbhi will be staying with me that night. My mom showed her love over me before leaving which proved that how much she cares for me, but my father was still busy talking on phone, he just said Good night and left.

At 10 O’clock, which is the time for patients to sleep according to the rules of hospital, I was about to sleep when Surbhi came and set beside me.

“Is it paining?” she hold my fractured hand.

“Its ok Di, I can handle such kind of pains.”

“Yes you can, but tujhe is se jyada kisi ke milne na aane ka pain ho raha hai na?” She stared at me.

I didn’t answer.

“Look bro, Vaibhav have told me everything, and I don’t think that Simmy should me that bad for you. You are in love my brother.” She winked.

I looked at her with surprise. She just said Good night and turned off the light.

It was 11 in night but I was still asleep, again and again checking my phone for a call or SMS from Simmy.  I was thinking about the thing Surbhi di told me. Is I am in love? Really? I was still not sure about that. Mujhe lagta hai Simmy ko bhi mujh se pyar hai. But if she cares for me then why she didn’t came to see me? Where is she when I need her to be with me? All my friends and my relatives came that day to visit me, but why not Simmy. I still remember words of Sameer BE CAREFUL BRO. Kya sabhi ladkiya aisi hi hoti hai? Simmy,, Where are you?