“IT’S MY LOVE STORY”
It was a normal day of my life, weak up near about a 7 0’ clock ready for a college in 5 minute, starts a bike, rides on it, and reached a college near about a time of starting of lecture. Some teacher give me lecture and give permission to enter the classroom or someone say,” NO.” with a big stop. However, for me, mother started from early morning so that I should not be late, but……………soda yar…
On that day, I reached to college at my usual time, take a lecture from professor, and take my seat. It was a physics lecture and professor giving the boar lecture, only boring lecture, and writing task. As it’s a morning time all one going to sleeping (and specially in physics lecture, nearly about half of the class was sleeping whatever the timing of lecture). My first task to do in college is sleeping and next to look at girls and many more and last one is to concentrate at lecture (it is perform in rarely case) . OK!! . We are completing our writing task and suddenly a soft voice enters to my ear. “May I come in, sir?”
” Who is my relative coming at this time?” I whispered.
I look at the door one beautiful girl (who becomes my girlfriend after some day don’t look at she like yours) ,standing near a classroom door and asking permission to professor in a soft voice , having long hair which are talking with air silently, the same increases her facial beauty, having fear on the face what would professor say ? Moreover, guilty feeling how can I am late? Still she was looking like an angel and entering to my heart slowly and slowly from that day. Love at sight happened with me.
Professor looked at her. I did not know but professor read her eyes and he gave permission to enter the classroom looking at me with smiling face, because they gave me a lecture before her entrance and said, “Guys, she is new one, as she did not know the rout, and I hope she wasn’t late daily as like you…”In addition, introduce her. Our (her and I) first meeting was in the library room searching for a book, on the same day. I thought that was a GOD wish and she asked me, “can you give me a pen?” I was shocked a girl (here beautiful girl) talking with me and asking for pen means asking for a friendship (in my language I do not know what is your language?).
I replied,”Why not!”
She asked me,” Friends.”(See I am right.)
I replied, “why not?” (I am unable to say something other than this.)
In addition, she was the official member of our group after friendship with me.
I have a feeling of love about her from that day when I saw her at the entrance of the classroom. I am unable to do something other than looking at her especially on her college first day, thinking about her up to the time of sleeping. Even at the time of dinner, I was thinking only about her, then what say. Mother said me, “Tujha lakksha kuthe aahe re, dhad jevat pan nahi tujha pahilach ghasa suru aahe aani amache jevan pan sampale.” Before falling in her love, I was single, but after seeing her, my status changed to with relationship.
On same day after completing my as usual task of the day, I reached to our main task for every day to meet at ‘katta’ and share minds. On ‘katta’, various types of daily ‘vicharmanthan’ carried out. After some days, she joined us on ‘katta’. As she was unspoken, she less time took part in ‘vicharmanthan’. One day, I started the topic for ‘vicharmanthan’. Any topic started by me no one beat me but she beat me and I lost the topic. Whenever she opposed me I lost the topic, even I was right or wrong (in front of girlfriend, boyfriend always lost).
Days are going on its time. First year completed, day-by-day second year also completed and as usual second year summer vacation were started. In summer vacation, everyone go somewhere. She went to her native place and I went to my grandmother house. We enjoy our vacation separately but still contact with each other via chat, sms, phone calls, email, and facebook. At the time of return journey of mine, I proposed her and as typical heroin of film, she replied me with full of joy, “stupid, I am waiting for these words from couple of year, I love you………”
“I am waiting for you here come back early as possible with, dear.” I replied.
She replied with full of joy in big word,” I am coming back darling wait for movement.”
“Don’t come only.”
“What then? You are saying come with family.”
“No dear, not only you but also come with my love………………”
That night we talk with each other for a long time on phone. After some days, she started for return journey. I did not know that was our last talk of love our life with each other. She was travelling from her native place towards me. Our love is on the route of life, we captured one train, and trying to start the engine of life. On the other hand, god had written another way of life for us. At the time of her return journey, travel had accident. In that accident, five people lost their life, 20 injured. Government tried to give life return to relative of lost one by the means of money, but they are unable to give actual one and also my love, Because in five people who lost their life in accident, my love also lost with her…………
“आयुष्याच्या वळनावर एकटाच भटकत राहिलो,
प्रिये तुझ्या आठवणीत नयानातुन अश्रु पाझरत राहलो,
येशील कधी तू वाऱ्याची झुळूक बनुनी ,
मी असाच अगतीक झालो,
मी असाच अगतीक झालो……………”
Ankush S. Kawalkar.
F.E. (comp).
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