High school sweethearts... (#Wattys2017)

Walking with dreams...

 Chapter-67

(Walking with dreams...)

 Dreams are not which you see when you close your eyes; dreams are those which are chased by you or felt by you with the situations which you face in real life.
Fear was no more in our hearts as pain now replaced it completely. The way girls are being treated not by everyone but a few is reflecting as a disgrace to whole nation. I do have a sister and I know she has ever been mistreated by anyone. This only tells that few untoward situations which are caused by few scoundrels, is taking down nations pride slowly and gradually.
That whole night all the three of us spent in beach outside the resort discussing our ideas and eventually we are able to conclude the real meaning of Alankritha’s grandfather’s pain, He took us as a medium to convey the pain of many girls who are suffering in this nation. We don’t actually know what to do now, but this incident surely raised the fire in our soul.

“I really don’t want to let you go.” Priya said holding Din’s hand near the entrance door of train while we are leaving to Hyderabad back from Chennai.
This was all I could hear while I had to pass them while getting inside the train and I exchanged to quick look with Din, mocking at him as this was enough for us to play with him all the night.

We don’t have an exact idea of what actually is happening, yet few capricious conclusions are made by me and John before Din returned from his romantic conversation.

“We will miss you guys.” Anjali said standing on the other side of train window.

“We do, why don’t you visit Hyderabad?” John replied.
“I think I will surely do” Priya said looking at Din and train started to move.

“Okay guys thanks for your enormous help, we will keep in touch” I said and train moved away from them.

As soon as they left, John grabbed Din’s neck mocking at the exchange of looks and words between him and Priya.

Though this was a conversation between us for a quite a long time but ended up in thoughts of Alankritha.
This journey helped us not only to replenish our minds but also helped to relish the real us in us. It made us to look back of what is happening around us apart from the world which was only filled by us.

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College was back in life, I repeated the same cycle everyday “Study Eat Sleep”
My grades were steadily increasing and I slowly sneaked from 18th position to 1st position by the end of Second years 1st semester of my Engineering. I dint have any other option unlike from my other friends to chat with girls in mobile phones, do fake night outs and booze, bunk classes and go for Cinemas. My mind was all occupied by the thirst to study and understand the concepts of what I study. Though I used to meet up my friends John and Din every weekend but it was confined to a very less time.

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26th December 2010

“John, do you even have an idea of what you are doing?”

“Yes!! Just shut up and follow me.” John said pulling my hand.

“Bro it’s just the day after Christmas, all your relatives are in your home and you brought me here at this time and I even have Surveying exam tomorrow, let us go home bro...!”

“Aj… please shut your mouth and walk along with me.” John said.

 We walked inside the magnificently decorated stadium. The ground is completely built with the biggest stage ever I have seen with over 5,000 classical kuchupudi dancers performing live. Their eyes, legs and hands are completely in sync. The very sight was a visual feast. Side screens around the stadium are showing delegates in the VIP longue, which made me to take away my sight from dance for a while.  And suddenly I noticed that John shouting my name aloud.
Flood lights were making dark stadium completely illuminated and even the green grass was shining to the maximum extent it can. I looked at John who was standing exactly beneath the heavy flood light and I can hardly see him.

“Aj, someone is waiting for you.” Saying he moved to his left and I could see Nisha standing just behind me.

I don’t know when people say that heart skips a beat when you see someone you like the most. And this time literally I experienced it. My heart skipped all the beats and my eyes are filled with tears looking at her. Nisha changed a lot her glow was intensified from 1000 lumens to 10000 lumens, not that she was standing in focus light but I can practically see her illuminating beauty.

I was initially nervous whether to smile back as she was doing at me. She looked like infinity while she was walking towards me and I just want to either add, subtract multiply whatever but I at once want to merge with her. I walked towards her and she did the same. Words are fighting in my epiglottis as I was walking towards her. I want to wish her, greet her, and say her I love you.

She walked very quickly and I did the same. We both reached so close that words in my epiglottis are completely dried up now. She started to look into my eyes and I could see the fine pain in the form of a thin water layer in her eyes.

Nisha tried to raise her both hands to wrap around my waist. This time my reflexes were as fast as Ussain Bolt. I at once responded to it and hugged her. My first hug in front of 5000 classical dancers and 20,000 audience in the stadium and even Dr.A.P.J.Abdul Kalam in the VIP longue. At that moment my world was in my arms, I dint bother about anything around me. And to be frank Nisha being a little short made the Hug even better. She was like a cute doll Wrapped in my hands. I could feel the warmth of her hug on the chilly winter night and want to stay the whole night the same way. I was pretty sure at that minute that I can live a complete life by hugging Nisha. I loved and admired the best welcome back to our relation with the boldest thing which I have ever dreamt in my wildest dreams.

But suddenly she walked away with a sudden jerk. I was a bit startled but made all the courage to say “I love you.” She dint respond. I repeated but silence was her answer.

                                                …To be continued