I felt nostalgic when I heard the
song. It was the very song which I had listened 13 years back during the Annual
function of my college. I was the secretary of students’ union and I had chosen
that song to energize the mood of celebration during the function.
Today, by chance, when I stumbled
upon that song, in a restaurant, I was silenced. My tea began to become cold as
I journeyed into the past. The music played on and refreshed some of my fond memories.
With the melody of the song many beautiful creatures who had once occupied my
mind and heart became alive. Their vibrant smiles and youthful appeals once
again flashed in my memory. I relived the moments when I was a teenager and a college
student.
I remembered about Miss Mishra
who was the most beautiful girl of my class. But I never talked with her
because I never wanted to show my weakness for her. I was respected among my
friends for my integrity and I had never let it go. In the last days of our
college she had wished me good luck for a good result. But that day also I
remained cold. I saw her eyes and they told me that she loved me. In reply I
wanted to say her that she was the most beautiful girl I had ever met but I
stopped with a short, “Thank You.”. She took her LADYBIRD cycle and slowly
disintegrated from college campus and also from my life. UNSPOKEN LOVE NEVER
DIES.
With the glide of time I have
moved to different spheres. But when I look back to those days, from where I
stand now, I feel those times as brilliant as sunshine. INNOCENCE IS PURE JOY.
With some books and notebooks I
would climb the upstairs to attend my classes and some of my classmates would
come downstairs. In the mid-way a momentary stay, exchange of words, glances or
just waving of hands were sufficient to make the day going. FRIENDSHIP REALLY
RECHARGES YOU.
In those times colleges were
without uniforms and the girls and boys would come in all coloured outfits. So
the colleges used to be more colourful then now. Those days are gone now.......IN THE PLEA OF
UNIFORM WE ARE COMPULSORILY MADE COLOUR BLIND.
In those times a college student could
easily recognize his/her beloved from half a kilometre by the colour of his/her
dress. But now that sense perception is missing.
I had a good friend. One day he
expressed his love to a beautiful girl of my class. The girl’s face turned red.
Before the girl could speak anything my friend left the place out of fear. The
next day my friend saw that the girl had come wearing the best dress. Seeing my
friend, she gave a beautiful smile. In happiness now my friend’s feet did not
touch earth. Out of joy and celebration he took me to the nearby restaurant and
gave me a marvelous treat. That day I ate ice cream, cakes and chenapoda in
the restaurant and my friend had paid the bill.
After six months, I discovered
that the girl considered my friend as one among her many college friends and
nothing more. By that time my friend had 3 papers back.
I remembered how my seniors used
to hang out in a particular place in the upper floor. The place was less
crowded and gave a good view of the college. We used to call that place
‘Lovers’ Point’.
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