DISCLAIMER: ALL THE READERS ARE HERE BY INFORMED THAT THOUGH THE NAME OF THIS STORY IS TRUE STORY IT REPRESENTS ONLY TWISTED REALITY. I HAVE NAMED THIS STORY AS TRUE ONLY BECAUSE TO CONSTRUCT THE SORY I HAVE USED SOME TRUE INCIDENTS OF MY AND SOME OF MY FRIENDS’ LIFE. MANY OF THE INSTANCES MENTIONED IN THIS STORY HAVE NO REALTION WITH EACH OTHER IN THE REAL WORLD. SO, THESE STORIES ARE NOT WHOLLY MY STORY.
It seems even after my continual requests to my best friend Hari, he still does not want to forget Deepika. Now, he has bribed me with two SUPER SAVER PACKS OF LAYS AND A PET BOTTLE OF SLICE, just to write another story about his endless love saga. Even though I am frustrated by this continual story writing, but the payment has been done to me. SO, LET THE STORY BEGIN. I WILL OF COURSE BE NARRATING THE STORY BY TAKING THE POSITION OF HARI.
The second semester of my college life at IIT, ROPAR has now passed. Many things have changed, my SGPA has dropped by 0.06 points, my room’s wall is dirtier than ever before, I feel my hamstrings are stronger but my shoulders have lost some strength, but let’ concentrate on the more important thing here. EVEN AFTER A LOT OF HARDWORK AND TRYING TO KEEP MYSELF AS BUSY AS I CAN, I HAVE NOT BEEN ABLE TO GET DEEPIKA OUT OF MY MIND. Every now and then my fingers type “HOWDY, IT’S BEEN LONG SINCE WE HAVE TALKED”, on my cell phone and send it to Deepika, but of course no reply would come and rightly so, which girl likes it WHEN YOU TELL HER THAT YOU LIKE HER VOICE MORE THAN HER FACE. BUT LET ME TELL YOU ONE THING WHEN A BEAUTIFUL GIRL WALKS DOWN THE ROAD EVEN ALL THE STRANGERS NOTICE HER BEAUTY BUT NOBODY OF THEM CAN CHERISH HER UNIQUE VOICE, HER SUPER COOL MANNERS ETC. AN EDUCATED PERSON SHOULD ALWAYS THINK DEEPER THAN A LAYMAN.
Sometimes, I do wish she replies to my SMS, of course that does not guarantee whom are you communicating with Deepika or anyone else. But I wish I can just say thank you to her for the way her absence has CHANGED ME FOR BETTER.
When, there was the moment when I thought I had lost her forever, there was a sense of negativity around me, nothing seemed to be right. I SEEMED TO HAVE LOST MY MOJO. But, then it struck me
that Deepika always used to say that ALWAYS SEE THE POSITIVE SIDE OF IT AND YOUR LIFE WILL BE AS EASY AS 1,2,3,4. And that’s what I exactly did. I FIGURED OUT THAT I ONLY NEEDED TO UTILISE MY NEGATIVE ENERGY FOR MY MOTIVATION AND I WILL BE FINE. IT WAS JUST LIKE A LEWIS BASE TRANSFERRING ELECTRONS TO A LEWIS ACID. AND THAT MOMENT CHANGED MY LIFE.
From that very moment, the blanket of insecurity that had me engulfed me made way for the pleasant wind of positivity. I feel extra motivated, could concentrate better. Exams took place and the vacations started and along with some of my friends I went to VAISHNO DEVI. There I did something even I did not expect from myself, when some of my fitter friends wanted to take rest I used the same mantra and moved on. That day I knew the power of self-belief. Not to forget, that when I was sad when you left me as always I moved to chanting, your absence had ignited the spiritual part of me again.
When I reached home, I went to the same park for jogging, which was the nearest to Deepika’s house. I took the same street back home which I have been taking since time immemorial. It has a temple situated in it. Whenever I would pass that street I stand outside the temple and pray. But, that day something different happened. I just stopped at the temple and joined my hands and prayed for the well-being of the world and moved on. I had really changed. I did not ask god for good marks, for a place in this team or that team, for respect from my peers etc. I had decided to earn all these myself. Rejection from someone I begged god to make mine had taught me that NOT EVERYTHING CAN BE GIFTED TO YOU. YOU SHOULD FIRST DESERVE THEN DESIRE.
“LIFE IS YOUR BIGGEST TEACHER”, that’s my teacher used to tell me in every class. I can’t tell about others but it’s true in my case BECAUSE YOU HAVE UNKNOWINGLY TAUGHT ME A LOT. OH DEEPIKA, HOW I CAN TELL YOU HOW MUCH DO I MISS YOU, HOW MUCH I STILL WANT YOU? BUT IN REALITY, YOU HAVE ALREADY GIVEN ME MORE THAN I EVER EXPECTED. I DON’T KNOW HOW I CAN CONVEY IT TO YOU…THAT HOW MUCH I HAVE CHANGED.
Seriously speaking, this one is lot different from all the love sagas I read on the Blog world. Nice work dude.