Day 11. For you..my dear..

I saw my mobile watch. My old and antediluvian Motorola was saying 9:00am. I knew the exact time was 8:50am but still assumed the time to be 9:00am. I kept my bicycle at cycle stand and my eyes were eagerly searching her. I was in a red shirt and White jeans. Red was her favourite, that’s why I wore that one on that special day. I was moving hither and thither to meet her. My class time was 9:15am. I had to go my futile class, so I got angry. I was standing in our college canteen and finally made my mind to go & listen the translation of zoology in Odiya version. Of course….my honours class. Suddenly I saw some reflections from numerous mirrors from the dress of a girl. Oh….it was my sweet heart in her black bicycle wearing a beautiful mirrored dress along with whole 1^st year batch girls. I was saved from my honours classes. I thought it was better to listen my sweet heart than the direct Odiya translation of comparative anatomy of heart. I paused…She came and checked my cell, whether I have dialed or sent message to any other number or not. After a complete contemplative mobile audit of 3 and half minutes she kept it close to my heart. Yes.. in my shirt pocket. We went to the place where we used to go always. Backside of the Economics department. We sat there every day(minus sunday). Even if I learnt some core Economics terms within in a year by listening to those unbearable roaring of that Economics lecturer.

        That day was very special for me because our juniors had arranged a fare well party on that afternoon.

I asked her:-“Will you go to the party??”

She replied:-“No..I don’t want to give farewell to you.”

We started gossiping. Skipped our classes. At that time our zoology department peon(Nilu bhai..) passed by our side. He glared at us. He was just looking like a human fossil. His crooked smile reminded me the protagonist of a horror show in Zee TV that I used to see in my school days. In the mean time we were able to get a glimpse of his red teeth which vanished within less than half second. My girlfriend was scared.

I asked her :-“You are scared of Him or the incident??”

She replied :-“Nilu bhai will say everything to our HOD that we are not going to class and spending time here.”

I said :-“Nothing will happen…Let’s see..”

My sweetheart was very sad as that was my last day in our college. She was very emotional and me too.

She said :”What we will do? How I will meet you after your final exams??”

I said: “We will talk in phone.”

She said:”No..I can’t. I don’t have a mobile and talking in our land phone is next to impossible.”

I said:”Then what shall we do?”

She said:”You take me with you.I won’t want to stay alone. I can’t come here alone. Your memories will haunt me.” She broke out in tears.

I said:”Nothing will happen dear..Keep faith in god.”

She said :”Whatever money you will make, I will adjust.”

I said: “I can get a job in any domestic call Centre. I can make Rs 3000 maximum. ”

She said: ”Wow..its more than enough. I can manage.”

I said: ”I think house rent of a worst quality house will cost 1200-1500 bucks. How can we manage??”

She said:”In rest amount we can have our food. I can manage. We will cook food so it will cost less.” She did some mathematics in her left hand .She was very good at mathematics. She scored 150 out of150 in mathematics in her board exams.

I said: ”So when we will go? Will you come with me??”

She said:” I can do everything for you dear. As far as family is concerned you are my everything. I don’t need any one. Please never leave me alone otherwise I will die.” My eyes were full of tears and on the mean time she had inscribed ‘Jyoti Neeladri forever..’ in that pink wall.

I said: “If your love is with me then I can also do everything for you.”

It was around 3:15 pm at that time and our college time was over. We were ready to go. Her friends returned from farewell party. She went with her bicycle and became small and small…and small… from my sight and finally vanished.....:)J

        Everyone says in a successful love story lovers never meet at the end but according to me Success will never kiss your feet if your love is not with you and a successful love story never ends. Through this post…I would like to thank my wife for being with me each and every time and for giving me support during my struggle period. I love you Jyoti and will never let you alone till the end of my life.

(My blog started on 11/11/11 at 11:11am and fortunately today is my 11^th day of posting. So I dedicate this post to my wife JYOTI.)

Good night..

Truly yours

JGD

6:12pm(as per my office clock)

2/12/2011