Wednesday, August 4, 2010

I was 18 and She was...

  Its 12 in the night..Loads of assignments left to be done. But could not resist in writing the first blog of my life. Away from home and missing my own Kolkata like crazy..Catching glimpses of my city  in Youtube and Bong TV news never seemed so sweet and good.
  There are some fragrances that sometimes make you remember something very special and you just can't figure out what is it.The smell of the Eucalyptus in the green campus tonight was something like that. And that's why I am writing down myself. It made me remember my days when I was 18 and appearing for my Higher secondary examination.
  I used take my English tution near my place at Golpark (Kolkata). I was in the science stream and so the  Shakespeares and the Wordsworths generally made no sense. But plus 2 certificates would'nt be issued unless I pass that exam. So "Private Tution" was the way. The first day I went , I saw that it was a pretty varied profile of students starting from class 8 till Masters..wew...But I was there just to take the notes and come back , mug up and pour it out in the exams..Thats it..
  Things went on cool. after one or two days I realized that there was this girl who used to be there in the tution quietly taking down notes. She used to wear Saree in a very conventional way and seemed to be in her early 20's. I never knew that Saree can actually make me weak on my knees. Every time I saw her, heart started to beat faster and a great chemical reaction used to rip my body. I did'nt know what , but may be when connections happen,  you tend to feel it automatically. It started for me..
  But the problem was that there was no way that I can start a conversation. I mean she used to quitely take down notes and go back and we were not even sharing any common subjects to talk about. I did'nt know what to do!!! In my dreams I had already taken her for a cruise to Alaska, but reality was unkind.
  One day , god was kind to me and we came out of the tution together and ..yes...WE SPOKE..."I am Rajashree"..Her voice sounded like the A minor chord of the finest of the acoustic guitars of the world. The vibrations went through my spine and I was speechless. Clearing my voice and speaking out my name seemed the most difficult task of my life. But we spoke.
  Walked down few steps and learned that she passed out from my school few years back and was pursuing her masters at that point of time. I was the most proudest person in the world. This beautiful lady in yellow saree with the cutest smile in the world walking alongside with me and I was on a high. We walked and we spoke. Don't think I made much sense but she patiently she heard all my senseless talks. But it was "time to say bye" and suddenly everything seemed so gloom...My maths has been strong..I was 18 and she was doing her masters..It hardly makes her 4 years elder than me..Big deal!!!and I waited for the next day to come..


  1. First love and crush die hard...:)....keep on penning thoughts....

  2. hey , i want to know more..... :)


  3. Hey Aditi , Tulika..Thnks s a lot...The next one to follow soon ;-)