This is not simply a story of Arjun's or Anu's or Surya's or Rami's or Nandu's. This is the story of a to you, me and our friends.
How some situations affect people in a different way, how differently people perceive the others can be seen. How mu...
It's Kaira's idea to have these joy camps or trips or whatever she likes to call them. Ohh, I forgot to introduce her, she is one of well known young Psychologist in our country and the initiator of these cheer camp idea. She believes that travelling and nature is good for people like me, the mentally ill people. Though she never use that term. But I know it very well. Later so many people liked this idea and so we opened this for everybody. Kaira is brilliant enough to mingle the idea of this trip to help the needy. Because the feeling of being helpful to someone increases our happy hormones. That's how it works.
But not anymore with his presence. I should have checked the participants list properly. Now I can't do anything. I can't leave, because there are only three people from the original organisation came here. If I left, that will be burden to the others. They both are at each other's throat always. Can't trust them with this work. And I also have something to do. That is to prove him, I'm a changed person now.
Wound may heal but scars will be seen. Like the love we have. Can't trust. Can't hate. Can't forget. You are not anymore in my life but the memories are.
I went to the backyard of the building to spend sometime alone. The people and their noise, feels like somebody playing drums in my head. Drums, that made me realize I am in the need of some mind soothing music.
The evening sun is such a beauty with those orange shade clouds, clad with the birds flying to their homes. Like a painting. The winds carrying the fragrance of the flowers and the aroma from the kitchens of the village, is like an awakening to my senses. The freshness of the breeze touching my face, is giving me goosebumps.
"Ishqbina kya jina Ishqbina kya marna"
Breaking the peaceful moment, Rumi came to Anu humming the song playing on her mobile.
"Will you stop the song or would you like to search two days for your phone." Anu warned.
"Offo! What's wrong with the song anyway, unlike your instrumental music, myne are accompanied by meaningful lyrics and have voices to convey them."
"Meaningful?!! Are they really meaningful? Some cheesy lines to fool innocent people. That's it."
"Why do you like the instrumental, anyway?"
Because they are disturbing by exposing what I'm really feeling My broken heart thought.
"I can't bear those stupid love lines" I shrugged.
"You are impossible. Why so much hatred for love?"
"Because the love hates me a lot by never giving me the love I have given."
"That's poetic. Are you the female devadas or what? " she said teasingly with
"Devdas? Why do you even thought of comparing me with him?" I'm bewildered.
"Isn't Devdas a poet, who was failed in love and writes poems in his drunken state?"
"You call me impossible, it's you who is impossible. Devdas is not a poet though he is a heart broken drunkard. I think you are confused him with the great Poet Kalidas."
"Oh! But I saw in movies, that Devdas reciting poems remembering his love.."
"By holding a bottle in his hand. Even you will be say somelines with rhyming when you are not in senses. Now get some Literature knowledge before some bibliophile murder you"
"Haha funny. I'm just kidding, to change your mood." she is now putting an act. She doesn't look into my eyes when she is lying and holds her hands very tightly. Knowing her from the last two years, I know this much about her.
"Whatever let's you sleep. Why do you came here leaving those brothers ha? Aren't they your best friends? "
"Jealous! Not bad, my friend. But I will only eat with you, so come. I want to taste all the varieties of food available in this area."
Ohh I forgot to mention that she's a foodie. She eats like a pig but won't get weight. I'm rude, I know. I'm just envious of her that she's so cute with her bubbly nature. I will never open up like that.
We roamed in the market. Went to a small local hotel, "Saleem Dhavath". It's just 6' O clock and Rumi wants to eat Biryani now. We ordered the chef's specials and shared everything.
She talked about Arjun and Surya and her relation with them. What I understand from her words that they bonded deeply. There is a spark in her eyes when she is talking about them. I have experienced it when I was in love. But is she too? With whom? I don't want to ask that and embarrass her if there is nothing like that. I will wait until she herself speak up what's in her mind.
I sat on the sofa in balcony, noting down the events and the expenditure etc. It's already 10'O clock. I'm so tired and eating Biryani, made me feel like I'm in sedation. But I have to complete the record work. Can't postpone because tomorrow is another day with some more work. Procrastination will increase the burden.
I yawned and tried to focus on the work. But my mind is saturated. My eyes are feeling droopy and just before I closed my eyes, I heard the banter of people. It's Rumi and the brothers. Rami might not like the idea of this phrase.
"I already told you Anu, you don't have to take all the workload. We can share." Rumi is worried.
"It's OK, Rumi. It's usual for me, when I come to camps."
"But not when you came with friends, what do you say Rumi?" Arjun said.
To be continued.
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