She moved in, but I had moved out - Part 5 (The link to previous part)
In
the last chapter, looking at Mithun’s thoughtless act, I gave him such a big
philosophical lecture, just like some spiritual guru does, still not knowing
that in another few days, I myself was about to get trapped in the charms of a girl.
A girl, who just swept me off my feat!
Of
course, every girl is beautiful in her own ways, but this particular girl, who made
me insanely fall for her, was beyond every one. Getting back to our school days,
it was slowly moving on and we were getting the hold on to the imprudent rules that
were imposed on us. Yes, we evidently hated our school life; however our hostel
life was something to relish about. From 4pm until 8am of the next day,
Kishore, Mithun & I used to have the best time of our life. We three used
to hang out together; be it at the room or the canteen or the study hall or
even while doing yoga, which we purposely attended to continue with interrupted
our early morning sleep.
To
be honest, it was actually a hell of a life for anyone studying there and kids
as small as 6 years were put up in the hostel, just with the false expectation of
making them a successful person (WTF). Well that was where the parent’s belief
rested upon. In fact they believed that the school would pave the way for their
child’s future. Hmmm, what a foolish mindset is it. Well nothing more can be
said of this, as by default we are stereotypes.
So,
amidst this hard f***ing life, as a relief, came the news of us moving to the
newly constructed academic block, which housed a part of the boys higher
secondary classes, as well. It seemed not everyone welcomed this news as how I
did it, since now they miss the chance to secretly catch an eye on the higher
secondary girls. But, I was much relieved now, since I get the chance to meet
my brother, every single working day.
Right
since childhood, I had grown up seeing him and in particular, just by calling
him as “Gautham anna” itself brought
in some sort of excitement within me. Not all the words that you use every time
have a strong sense of connection within you, but there are very few that holds
the magic in it. And to me, his name was one of them. So, having him around in
a place where everything else was against me was indeed a blessing in disguise
and now I was least concerned about anything else happening to me there. In one
way as this news elevated my endorphin level to unimaginable point, a part of my
mind still hovered around Ms. Elegant (the girl whom I longed to see from a
long time).
The
actual academic year hadn’t started yet and instead we were having sort of extracurricular
sessions, like, some sort of orientation program. Hanging around with the other
two and participating in most of the activities, we never realized that we had
successfully survived two months in that hell. And every now and then, Mithun
tried his luck with Meenakshi but nothing worked out. Also, from my observation
I understood that she is more of a studious type and doesn’t give a shit to any
unwanted stuff trending around her.
Mithun’s
act of getting Meenakshi’s attention was one among them in her list however it was
well received by the other girls of the class. They seemed to like it, however
going by the school’s rule; they resisted their emotions & relished by
hiding it within themselves. But, not even a single time did Meenakshi pay attention
to him or rather was busy glued to the text books always. And I didn’t want to
reveal this to him, as I never wished pain for Mithun. I definitely knew that
it would completely devastate him.
You
know what; the best thing about Mithun was his smile. It was so refreshing &
addictive that you instantly forget everything. And to a face that brings in
happiness to others, how could I, being his close friend, add sorrow by revealing
this news. So, every time that he speaks about her, I gave him my full
attention and supported him, still making sure he didn’t do anything insane and
land us all in a tight spot.
And
very soon our class schedule turned up and luckily I was sharing most of my
classes with Mithun. Since, Kishore had taken Tamil as his second language and
we had taken Hindi, his schedule slightly differed from us.
The
first day of the academic calendar began and classes started rolling on with
every minute passing by. It was the first hour, post lunch and we had our Hindi
class. As per the schedule the class was located somewhere in the ground floor
of the academic block. On the way to the class, Mithun & I were heavily
arguing that it will be more of a casual interaction session and rather a
formal class. As we entered the class, there were a handful of guys seated and
a single girl, whom we didn’t care much about.
The
class just had four rows of seats and as usual, we took the last row. Feeling
bored and not knowing what to do until the staff arrives, I laid on the desk to
take a short nap, since my tummy was full, after a so called satisfying meal
(totally sarcastic).
It
would have been just a matter of seconds before I had closed my eyes that
Mithun woke me up. I said, “What is it now man?” still not opening my eyes.
“Raghav…Raghav,
wake up and look, its Meenakshi. I didn’t know that she had taken Hindi, as
well, as her second language”, exclaimed Mithun happily.
My mind voice was like
“Hey Bhagawaan!!! mujhe is ladke se
bachao naa (Oh God! Please save me from him)”. Cursing Mithun with some
good words (again sarcastic), I slowly turned my head towards the doorway, when
something else instantly caught my attention. Believe me or not, you should
have looked at my face then. I was sitting stunned as if some powerful spell
had hit me. The sorrow that held me all these while had suddenly vanished out of me and I was
looking fresh & energetic, as if some sort of energy booster was released
out of my brain.
So, what petrified me & what
got rid of my sorrows?
