A Valentine Special
“Silence Please”, the shrill baritone rung into everyone’s ears. Back to their seats, the usual routine started. The first few benches had their eyes fixed on the black board and the last few towards every other corner of the class room. He was an average student, sitting in the middle row, trying to listen despite the drowsy atmosphere. Something seemed to be disturbing him,ever since the class commenced. At last he decided to turn back, (how he wished he could have avoided!) and did so. What did he see?? The glimpse stayed in his mind. Was he trying to find a conclusion to this issue, or figuring out why it was so attractive??? For some, it’s just a piece of art crafted by a skilled artisan (Mehandi drawn on the foot). Was it really romantic??? What was really running on his mind?? “Can I clean the board?” the Teacher yelled, and he pulled his friends note book to finish the equation. The thought was sporadically haunting him all that day. This was a strange feeling ,the first of its kind and he yearned to see that foot again. The day dawned soon for him, he spent most of the time before the mirror (Is he showing the sign of adolescence?) and stepped into the class room with high zeal.
Oh God! What a pity that the first session was lab, everyone had left to the assigned laboratories. He picked his coat and record, and headed towards the lab and remained silent. Why girls make us dumb?? (It’s their style of conquering our thoughts) …still a ray of hope touched his heart, despite the disappointment. Bell rang, everyone rushed out of the lab, quibbling over the lab assistant. He skipped his lunch (a normal trait of men in love) and walked to his bench where a girl was sitting. “Did u finish the 5th experiment?” she asked. No answers from him, he just sat beside her and his curious eyes were directed towards the door steps. “Hey dude! What happened” she asked again, caring for her friend. He turned and saw her; he could feel the soft warmth of his friend. But it wasn’t the usual glance of his eyes; they were filled more with disappointments, fear and pain. She grabbed his hands and said “I am there for you why do you worry?” Those words brought solace to his bleeding heart.
The first hour of the second session started. Something was going on in the class, which never seemed to concern him. All his thoughts were concerned about finding the girl. A soft smile blossomed in his face, his lips involuntarily stretched as he saw that foot again in front of him over the Dias. The smile never lasted for long, for the foot he admired belonged to the girl who consoled him few minutes back. She was indeed his close friend. With whom he shares everything. For the first time he felt god was inconsiderate to him. Several questions were raised in his mind. Some meaningful and lot many things meaningless. His heart started to pump fast, what’s happening to him?? Only he knows. His brain is highly loaded with umpteen thoughts. “Can I tell her that I love her?”, “is it fair to love a friend?”, “what if she says no?”, “am I demeaning the friendship??”,”Love or friendship which weighs more??”. Oh! No one in this world can arrive at a convincing conclusion. At this point he needed her presence; did not want to lose her at any cost. Every day when she talked to him, he wanted to tell her “you are my breath, you are my heartbeat, and you are for me for ever”. Never had he opened his mouth. The more she talks, more he listened quite pleased. A smile in pain brings all the wisdom in men.
Days rolled on. He had many disagreements with his friends for several reasons. Even he lost few due to his possessiveness towards this girl (is this the consequence of love???).It’s not directly because of her, but if she wasn’t there in his life, then he would have had everyone in his side. He never wanted to showcase his love before his friends. But none in this world is too smart to hide their feelings to perfection.
He became so closely attached to her, even more dependent on her for every thing he did. Depression seemed to follow him; even doctors say heart pains are intolerable. He wasn’t able to put up with it, needed a person to share all his emotions.
The next day he reached his friend’s house, “want to talk to you” he didn’t waste any time. Both climbed the staircase heading towards the terrace (Most of the romance starts or ends in terrace. Why??? No answer). The few minutes of silence was broken by his friend “hey man what happened”. With lots of hesitation he opened his mouth. “What do you think about love?” He asked his friend. An immediate smile appeared in his friends face. He threw hands around his shoulders and pulled him closely and asked “who is that lucky girl?” Is it wrong to love a close friend??? Am I disgracing good friendship??? Slowly he murmured. His friend took a piece of paper and gave it to him. This contains the text as follows.
“Love is a lovely art, drawn in the heart
We never know when it happens to us
But once it happens, it should be expressed.
Never turn down the proposal, made by your true friend because
We can never expect our love (spouse) to be a good friend
Friendship provides a lobby towards love
I’ve not loved you till this second, but I know how much it pains you.
Nothing is so impressive except for your guts to express your love.
I TOO LOVE YOU.”
He started to sweat, his heart beat abnormally. He became numb. Everything had come to an end in his life.
And that day was “Feb 14” and the letter was the reply to his friend’s proposal written by the girl whom he thought all his future was.
Fall in love, but be prepared to face its consequence
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