it's infatuation

Part-8

Hello.. Dear busy busy but lovely readers.. As i said.. Iam giving update after 250 reads..

Sorry guys.. Iam not that interested to continue this story.. So.. I will give only rarest updates..

Lets go back to the story..

The days started going on.. Iam gradually liking everything.. college.. hostel.. City.. friends..

I havent felt homesick.. Time went on like that..

Seniors gathered us the freshers for a meeting and announced that hostel day is coming.. So we have to participate in that.. In all games, activities and all..

I really want to participate in each and everything.. As these are the memorable events that stay with us for long..

I wanted to do dance.  Its a duet with farhana.. In that iam the male partner as im tall.

We practiced all steps.. But i dont have any jeans and t-shirt as iam not allowed to wear western wear at home. I too dont like wearing jeans and all.. I feel like sarees makes u look feminine.. So i dont like jeans.

So my option is to borrow male costumes for dance. Dev is too thin.. His costumes wont fit me. So I got the chance to talk to jay. Through facebook, i made a friend request and He accepted it. I asked him for his costumes.. He gave them via his friend through sneha.. Sneha gave it to me..

I tried to wear it.. But its too loose and long.. Farhana advised it doesnt suit me well. So to my luck, i got it from my senior mam. Dance went well. I enjoyed that too.

Later its like a festival season.. Sports week, sports day, college week, college day everything i enjoyed well..

After the end of festive season, time, everyone started gathering books and read as internals are on its way..

One day when iam on my way to biochemistry practical class, sesha said "veda.. Look at that man" pointing to a middle aged person who is lost in his thoughts while walking..

"what about him?" i asked.

"He is pharmacology professor.. "

"Is he really? " i was surprised. I mean he didnt look like a professor.  He looked like a patient.

"Yes.. Do you know..? He is a gold medalist in 14 subjects.. " she said whispering.

"What..!!?? " i was beyond shocked. 

I mean.. Out of 19 subjects, he got goldmedal in 14 subjects?? He is really a great person.. But.. Why..? Microbiology..? A paraclinical subject..?? Why he is like a lost person..? Does people who read more become like this?? Then seriously i should stop reading much..

"Yes.. He was in love with his classmate during mbbs days.. But she married another one due to pressure from her parents.. From then onwards he became psychiartric patient" she said with sad voice.

"Is that  really true..? " i asked as i felt like its unbelievable.

"Yes.. " she said.

Ohh godd.. How true is his love for her?? She just missed such a great person.. Cant she try to convince her parents.. Such a great person lost his life because of loss of love.. Other wise, he might have been a great clinician..

"What are you thinking? "

"Hmm?? Nothing!! " i said.

I will never ever make a person to suffer like that.. I know i made a promise to my papa.. But.. If ever i get love from a person like that i will never leave him ever.. But who will ever dare to love you!!?? I laughed at myself ..

Days went by.. I stopped looking at jay and started concentrating on my studies.. Not because he is having girlfriend but i lost interest to look at him from far.. Heyy.. Its just a crush.. I do have life and goal to achieve right..

During practicals, i and asritha used to do more by cooperating eachother.

Theory internal exams were over.. Results were shocking..

Like for the first time in my life.. I come across failure.. I failed in physiology.. Not only me, but 75% of the class failed in physiology..

Physiology prosessor came and anounced our results " very bad outcome.. Most of you havent wrote well.." she said..

No one in class made a sound.. It was a pindrop silence.. As not only for me.. Everyone faced failure first time in their life as they all are toppers in school..

"Who is dev?? " she asked.

What about dev?? What happened to him?? Did he wrote worst..? But he does good in practical right??

Dev stood up.. Every one's eyes were at him.

"You are the only person.. Who wrote good.. Well done.. Keep it up.. You should write medal exam in physiology"  she said.

He said" i will try mam"

Woww.. He really is something.. So humble.. No proudness at all.

I started observing him from then onwards.. He looks like an innocent.. Calm.. Humble.. He wont talk excessively, he always limit himself.. I think he had some stage fear that but he is too good of a person from my observation.

Isnt that enough to be a good friend. I made a wish that he should be my best friend at the instant i looked at him. Now my wish became stronger looking at his character..

Seeing all our sad faces.. Seniors called us and started motivating us by keeping a meeting.. "no need to feel bad as these are not main exams.. So dont feel bad as that can effect your further studies.. So prepare well.. We too failed.. Any person can fail not you me or anyone.. Its just an internal.. Do well in your main exams.. "  they said like.. It nothing..

"dr. Mehar viswa.. Famous endocrinologist in this city, failed 8 times in his mbbs.. That too not in internals but in main exams.." one senior said.

What.. 8 times.. I was beyond shocked with that fact

"Once you get a degree.. You will be called a doctor.. Not a compounder.. So no patient asks about your marks or when you passed your exam.. Because.. Clinical skills are different and theory knowledge is different.. Never depress youself with these marks"  another senior said.

Actually it makes sense to me.. Yess.. Indeed.. I cried during my tenth results that i didnt get the percentage i want.. But that marks didnt made my life..

So i need to focus on concept not marks..

Time went away.. One fine day.. We were asked to come for gallery to get vaccinated.

We went one by one.. We were asked our numbers.. Infront of me dev gave his number. His number looked so fancy.. I like his mobile number.. Its so easy to remember. Then my mind started its criminal prank mode on..

I wanted to play a game like iam a senior to him. After college, i discussed with asritha about my plan. She too wanted to do the prank and supported me..

I love to prank my friends like iam an unknown person.. I do have a great experience in that..

Dont you think.. Life without fun is not a best lived one.. I want to have fun.. I wanna live with memories.. May be my plan will make him my friend.

I stored his number in my memory.. I started dailing his number..

"Hello.. Is it dev?? " i asked..

So..

Thats it..

I dont have any mood to complete this story at present.. So as i said.. I will update rarely.. Unlike my other story 'can i get his love?'

Next update after crossing 100 votes..

Haha.. Then there will be alot of time for me..

So... Bybye..