Some FroM ShiMLa TRiP...

A Walk Down Memory Lane...(GOA 06')

Arch. Survey of India. Loved this pic. By me. :)

I was getting some spectacular abusin by this drunk addict on the left side of me as i was posin for this pic. the moment the pic was done, i took off like a mad-woman on the cycle, all the way to the hotel...lolz.
Location : umm.. Margao i think.



Again Arch. Survey of India. By me. Looks cool, innit???



The sunset started with this...



And then it slowly started turning into this...

And then it turned to this...

The most serene moment of a MAD MAD trip..

A perfect ending...

Some temple. We had fun pulling the chariot here ...

The DCH Grl Gang. Btw those are strips of cucumber there. lolz. :P

The DCH gang completed.

ALL HAIL THE COMPS CHICS!!!! *bow down now*

The Circle of Dudes. At Shapora. TOOO GOOD!! Pic By me.

Me AT Shapora.. :)

Best Match Ever!!!!

21st Jan 2009’ 10.50pm

I have jus returned back from college, having witnessed one of the most spectacular basketball matches ever played in the history of awesome matches in VJTI.

I walked into the quad, very tired from all the dance practice. My exhaustion disappeared the moment I spotted a basketball in the quad. Some guys were playing. I went and put in a few shots that made the guys turn red wid shame. Lolz. Ro came too, n told me he had a match at 6.30. Civil Vs Electronics. Now for all those who aren’t familiar wid any of VJTI happening, Rohit is the Civil Boys team captain. The Tronix guys team consisted of all 3pointer addict guys, so it was going to be a tough fight. On top of all that, Civil Boys were the reigning champions, having bagged gold for last 2 years in a row. N the last years captain Joy (yeah thts his name) had told Ro in no uncertain terms that the title better remained wid Civil this year too. : P

The match started late, like everything in VJ does. We expected a good fight, bt what unfolded before everyone was a complete shocker. Rohit and Jeet so well known for their coordination and amazing 3pointer skills were missing EVERY single shot. The new players were trying very hard to get some points, bt everyone received a jolt when the opposing captain out in three 3pointers in a row. The score was 09-00 with Tronix leading.

Finally Jeet managed to get a 2pointer and opened the innings for Civil. Bang came Tronix reply. They scored another 3pointer. Someone else from Civil scored a 2pointer jus as the 1st quarter ended. The score stood a shameful 12-04 with Tronix leading.
Things didn’t improve much in the next two quarters. The Tronix guys kept leading. With almost 8 - 10 points in the lead, I was beginning to get quite hysterical. “NO Ro.. don’t lose the last match of your life. This is the last chance. Noooo…”

At the beginning of 4th quarter, the score was 25-17. Tronix lead. I stood up to stand on the edge of the court and decided to do some heavy duty sledging. *SLEDGING – term used for abusive remarks thrown by on lookers to players of other team. Wide range of remarks, starting with the normal “I.T. CHAKKA..” to “saala &%^%*^(^$%#^%$”* I started callin the other guys random things like “GAY”, “Ghar pe jaa…mummy ne bulaya hai”, “Tronix Chakka!!!” N guess what.. it worked!!! The guys kept missing their pointers, and finally *OH THANK GODDDD!!!!* Ro managed to score an amazing 3pointer. The score was now 25-20.

One guy resembling Mowgli *as I was yelling out to him… Aei jungle pe jaa vapas* scored a 3pointer, which was a rude shock. The score now was 28-20. It was looking impossible to catch up. Then 0ne female from Civil, Purva, came and we both started yelling like maniacs to the other team. “Saala Gay… ghar pe jaa.” “Tronix Chakka” “Come on Guys… Buck Up” “Areee yeh dekh aya aya aya aya…. MISSS!!!!”I could actually feel the adrenaline rush.

Here the match completely took a turn. Ro, Jeet, Rishi, Nikhil and Vatsal, somehow clicked, and Ro and Jeet scored back to back 3 pointers. I was so PROUD!!! It jus urged me n Purva to yell louder. And ofc we were jumping up and down like a couple of maniacs. 5 minutes remaining. Score was 28-27.

I was so busy yelling spectacular insults to the other team , I don’t rem who scored, bt some scored a 3pointer. YES!! We were FINALLY in d lead. Both teams kept commiting a series of fouls and thus got free shots. And because of our yelling “Aeii… Kuch nahi ata hai. Miss karega Miss Karega… dekh MISS!!!” the other team kept missing, and we kept scoring the free throws. Nikhil commited another foul, and he had to leave. Bimal came in, and ran straight into the other team player, crashing into the board. He commited a foul, bt wtf. We are now soooo close..

Last minute saw some really good 2pointers. The score was 29-32. Jeet scored yet another 2pointer. 44 seconds remaining. Another 3pointer by Ro. Another foul now. Ro gets a free throw. He scores!!! I have gone mad with all the yelling and jumping. Ref blows his whistle. Game over. CIVIL WIN!!!!! 29-44. Just imagine.

The entire crowd pours onto the court. They all gather around Ro and pick him up and throw him in the air. Another group picks up Jeet and another one Bimal. Rishi heads straight for the chairs and collapses. Everyone is yelling. The traditional cry rings out. The one that everyone says, with name variations in VJ- “Tronix’s chi marli. Dhinchak dhinchak.” Some guys even begin with the side slogan “I.T. Chakka!!!” : P

I m sure NOONE in VJTI has ever seen a match so closely lost or so closely won by any dept ever. I m sure no one has seen this amount of sledging ever. Ro kept his word to Joy. The Title was theirs for another year. And nothing in the world beat the feeling of winning the last basketball match of our lives.

- Annie
*throat sore from yelling, tired from dancing and very very happy from all the jumping*

TAG. ( ash, nabs and karan look here )

RULE 1: People who are tagged must write their answers to the tag and change any question they like.
RULE 2: Tag 3 people and they cannot refuse to do this tag. They must write who tagged them and cannot tag that person again. Continue the game. And I hope it will be sheer fun.

1. If your lover betrayed you, what would be your reaction?
I would kill the grl he ditched me for, thn I wud kill him, n then forget the two of them like a horrible dream.

2. If you have one dream which could come true, it would be?
The dream in which all my dreams come true.

3. Who is more blessed-loving someone or being loved by someone ?
Loving someone who loves u back. That’s blessed. Either of the two other options are generally quite painful and unfulfilling.

4. Can you fall in love with your best friend ?
Yes. But it is more or less like a gamble. Either u end up married, or else u lose your best friend. Take ur pick.

5. How long would you wait for someone you love?
Till I don’t start feeling completely eclipsed out of his life. If that happens, then its not worth waiting for. I would move on.

6. If the person you like is secretly attached, what would you do?
Become his best friend, and stay that way. Get a guy of my own and go on a double date.

7. If you could root for one social cause, what would it be?
Women empowerment, literacy for all in india, discrimination against ppl infected wid AIDS.. many actually.

8. What according to you is blogger in denial?
The one who writes about things that are fake. The one who pretends to be someone he/she is not.

9. What’s your fear ?
Being deserted my people who mean a lot to me.

10. What colour are your socks now?
Pure fairy white.

11. What are you listening to now?
Dooba Dooba - SILK ROUTE *nice song. found this in one of my old folders*

12. What takes you down fastest?
“I am superior” attitude.

13. Which one do you prefer - ice-cream or chocolate?
Vanilla icecream with chocolate chips in it. :)

14. What would you do with a billion dollars?
Spend it ofcourse.

15. What was the last thing you ate?
Ro’s head. It was Yum. seriously.

16. How old are you today?
I feel like 12 . I am 21.

17. How do you vent out your anger?
Screaming, yelling, kicking and spewing out some spectacular abuses.

18. Favourite toy as a child?
I didn’t have toys when I grew up. I had books. My fav book was "The Folk Of the Farway Tree" - ENID BLYTON

18. Favourite season?
Monsoon. Everyone knows this. I go mad when it rains.

19. When was the last time you cried?
About 3 weeks back. My results. Eww.

20. Who is the friend you have had the longest?
My cousin who stays in the neighboring state. And visits me once a year. Shes my soul mate.

21. What did you do last night?
Had a fight wid mom over frequent net use. Studied a little bit about networking protocols. Went to sleep under a really warm blanket.

22. Favorite day of the week?
Every day that means lots of laughs with friends, no fights with anyone, quality time wid Ro and good music.

23. Diamond or pearl?
Diamonds definitely. With platinum.

24.Would you be single & rich or married & poor ?
Single and rich of course!!

25.What is the first thing you do when you wake up?
Check my cell for my good morning message from Ro.

26.If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, whom would you pick?
I’ll pick the one who loves me more.

27.Would you give all in a relationship ?
If the guy is really worth it and loves me to bits.

28.What’s eating you now ?
Will my future turn out ok career wise?

29.Do you prefer being single or in a relationship?
Being in a relationship where I have my own space and independence.

30. Your opinion of 3 bloggers who you are going to tag and the one who tagged you.
No one tagged me. It took it from some random blog cuz the questions interested me.
About the ones who I m tagging –
Ash – steadfast, strong, having talents yet to be explored.
Nabs – damn sweet, so true and budding blogger.
Karan – The wanderer

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P.S: anyone who likes these questions is welcome to answer them. do leave me a link, so ill check out ur answers. hava great day.
Annie.

..HmMmMm...

hey there world.
this ones gonna be real short. cuz i jus wanted to say Thanks.
Thanks to everyone who shared a bit of my deepest thoughts yesterday. Thanks for making me think clearly, n not judging or interpreting me in anyway- good or bad. Thanks for NOT pitying me. n Yea , Thanks for jus being there. U hav no idea how much that meant.

Mwah!!!

Annie.

... Very Confused ...

I returned back home from college jus about an hour back. Mom is feeling a little bit better compared to yesterday. She had fever. She looked a little tired anyway. Somehow, just as I entered home, I felt as if I was seeing the lines on her face, for the very first time. She seemed to have aged overnight. I went to the kitchen, asking if I could do anything to help with tonight’s dinner. She looked at me, n said that my masi called earlier in the evening. N then she said, “My husband died today.”

I didn’t say anything. I didn’t feel anything. Large tears pooled up in her eyes, and I m still NOT feeling anything. Nope. Nothing whatsoever. I walked over, gave her a hug, and asked if I could make the dal today. With special tadka. She nodded, and instructed me how to do it. After a few minutes, I was talking about the games I played in college today.

You may be shocked at the complete lack of expression here. Allow me to explain. My mom’s husband, i.e. my father, well… let’s just say he is *or maybe was* not a familiar sight while I was growing up. Infact I haven’t seen him or heard from him from the last 15 years.

My parents got married about in the 70’s. He worked someplace, I have no idea, cuz me n mom never talked about it. My mom was a housewife. My father was an alcoholic. He was also a pathological liar. He never laid a finger on my mom though, as most alcoholics were prone to do. My mom wouldn’t take any of the shit. They had a decade of marriage, where she miscarried once. It was a miserable time. Finally after 13 years of marriage, they had me. Things took a turn for the worse within a few years after I came. My mother finally decided she had enough. Unlike other women, she didn’t leave home. She booted him out. And closed the doors on him forever.

My father, I m assuming was very happy with the arrangements, cuz within a few years, he remarried. The other woman doesn’t know me n my mom exist. They made a home for themselves, in Thane, right next to my masi’s place. They had two daughters. Life was all good. My mom here, struggled to make ends meet. My father when he left, decided to make everyone suffer. He sold the house and property to some people, and took off with the proceedings. He even took the ration card away. He owed money to a lot of people. N he directed them all home, before he left. Thankfully, my uncle, who played the father for me all my life, negotiated with all this. They saw the little baby in my mom’s hands, and they all made peace. They instead helped my mom to get new documents for the home. The neighbors helped too. Somehow, things ironed out in a few years.

Now, I see my mother crying a bit. She is confused. She says she doesn’t feel a damn about the man who left her alone. She looks on fondly at her green bangles, and says “I will have to take all this off.” I told her u don’t have to. What do u say to a woman in this situation? I have no clue.

As for me, I m calm. I have no feelings for the man. It’s hard to miss something that was never there. I don’t hate him. I definitely never missed him. I had a fulfilling 21 years of life. Hardly any of my friends know about this side of me. Hardly anyone ever asked why I always talk about only my mom n my uncle. It’s all right. It’s a part of my life I rather not broadcast.

Right now, as I m typing up all this, I feel as if am I obliged to be unhappy when someone I know dies? Is it inhuman to feel nothing? I m so confused right now, I have no clue y am I even writing this. I find solace when I write. N this is probably the first time I m not finding it anywhere.

Annie.

P.S : Added Later .
This post seemed have to created a fair amount of controversy in my life. First of all thanks to all friends who were worried to death abt me. Esp the ILMB ones. I Love You guys a lot. :)

And then I had tough time wid ppl telling me "not to advertise my personal life on net" I know I m not obliged to answer to anyone, bt i want to clear a few issues here.
Lately my blog has come to mean a lot to me. For someone who doesnt blog, it might seem like utter crap, bt this place here...feels like home. the place i feel most at ease at. I dun care A DAMN abt ppl who claim to "know me", cz the fact is they dunt. ok so lay off. Wid all due respect..i dun need ur guidance.

Bye, Lotsa Luv,Annie. I m a lot better than i ever was bcus i hav given myself completely to nurturing my blog. :)

Big Events of 2008 - The VJTI way...

Inspired by my friend Karan’s latest blog post, “what made me smile in 2008”, here I m presenting my own list of events that were in the spotlight. It WILL not make ne sense to ppl who are not from my class. so plz ingore my ramblings. another post coming up soon. :)

1. The biggest event of the entire year 2008 was probably ‘The great walkout from the CG paper.’ This is the highlight since, such an event has never been seen or heard of, in VJTI. An entire class of students refusing to write a mid-sem exam paper, plus, instead of walking out, writing ‘out of syllabus’ all over the answer sheets, was a feat in itself.

2. The next big event was ‘The Attack of the Wumpus’ which took place late in the year, with a Wumpus (a creature that dwells in dark lonely corners, and eats anyone who enters his room) The experience of trespassing Wumpus owned property, avoiding the ‘Stench’ and the ‘Breeze’ was one that the inhabitants of Computers Dept Batch of 2009 will never ever forget. *shudders*

3. ‘The Hike to the great mountains of ELR’ features next on the list. Everest?? Naah.. try climbing ELR matching speed to the professors to make sure u reach there on time. Even during the short time, we had to exercise this feat, it made us all lose about 10 pounds. Strangely, except PW. Who in fact seemed to gain weight.

4. And this is why the next thing on the list is –‘The PW diet’. No matter what, PW always got the most scrumptious, sinfully delicious stuff in his tiffin *tht he refused to share… or rather no one ever had the nerve to take…* which NO mom in the world could wake n make at 7 in the morning *it HAS to be 7, cuz he’s always there on time*. So it remains an unsolved mystery as to where the food came from… Hmmm… *thinking hard.*

5. Speaking of PW further, one classic history maker was ‘The day when PW borrowed Zai’s notes’ – shud I even say more? And if the fact that he took the notes from someone else wasn’t enough, he took them to COPY. *gasps. Wide eyed.*

6. Next is ‘The Loony ACN female’- One I dun know her name. Two, she had a screechy voice, and last but DEFINITELY not the least, she actually asked us to draw margins on the question paper. *ROFL…*

7. ‘Crazy DSP ^%$&#’ - the only thing she did right was referring to PW as – “Aei yaaar, toh mazya dokyat jato reeee….” *translated means “he goes in my head”… yeah I know… hehe..*

8. ‘The LR series’ – all events happening in and around the LR *its Ladies Room ppl!* feature here. All the times, we blatantly ignored the HUGE books in front of us, and indulged in some INTERESTING gossiping, the day when THE ORACLE came to the LR, the day(s) when THE SONG bugged all of us abt ICE, everyday when THE ATTITUDE and me teased the DEW DROP about her TAASH KA KING, the crazy DSP &^%$# coming n abusing us in some non-mentionable Marathi gaali’s, the times when we actually studied. *Ahh… Fond memories..*

9. Next big event of the year was ‘Who’s dat girl?’ – as I like to call the episodes in 2008, where THE ORACLE suddenly became the love interest of numerous interesting people – THE RAIN, THE SUN – wht not. Suddenly THE ORACLE was the weather girl. LOLZ…

10. The last memorable event – ‘The magical waters of far far away’ – there was something about that place, the icy clean waters of that river, the calm that overtook all emotions that swirled in the depths of my heart. Have u ever been to a place where suddenly all knots give away from u mind? Have u ever been to a place where u can actually listen.. to the silence? I have. And it was as close to heaven as I have ever been…


...plz leave comments on some events i may have missed. :P





newly added : (10.11 pm)

Oh how can I forget this one – ‘The Artists of Comp 3’ – This last sem, almost everyday we had absolutely nothing to do. So some of the great people of our Wizarding community, took to drawing things on the blackboard. These great people were – Anoop Sherlekar, Manoj Thakur, occasionally Ankit Kumar Mundra, n sometimes Me. Annop n me drew caricatures of superman wearing chaadi, ankit wrote a java program in hindi, n as for Manoj thakur let me present … *drum roll plz..* (I don’t have the original pics anywhere, I m sure some does.. whoever has it plz forward to me)

*this can happen ONLY in VJ Wizards... lolzzz*

Its that time of the year again...

hey there. the year is drawing to a close, and its time to get nostalgic.. its the time again to call up all the party goers, and make plans for "the most happenin 31st Party ever".. and its also the time to get down with ur writing pad, and jot down NEW new year resolutions.. and try hard to keep the familiar "u-couldnt-do-it-last-time-wht-makes-u-think-u-can-do-it-this-time" thought outta ur mind...lolzz.. still, making new year resolutions, is a tradition in itself.. and as i was goin thru my writings, i stumbled upon this.. my LAST year resolution sheet. lets see how i have fared in these... n then maybe the next post will be dedicated to NEW year resolutions.. :)

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*** Things to do in 2008’ ***

Ø Cry less & Smile more...

(hmm... this one.. was successful about 50%...)

Ø Learn to be on my own… I am good enough on my own n I don’t need anyone to make me happy.

(this was successful too..)

Ø Study hard… do as many GRE cards as possible every day…

(the fact tht its my GRE tomorrow, and i havent got a clue abt wht i m going to do 2mrw.. shud do the talking for this one!!!)

Ø Learn to play one new sport.(maybe lawn tennis)

(it was hard enough stayin in touch wid my old sport - basketball... hehe)

Ø Spend an hour on my PC writing. Anything that I like… maintain a diary.

(this was probably the only thing on this list i did... n i m feeling very good about it.. the blog stands testimony to "all the writing".. :) )

Ø Treat myself to 1 new book every weekend.

(every weekend to nahi... bt i buy myself a lot of books this year... )

Ø Keep a record of all the expenses done each day...

(FAILED...n u dun even wanna know wht the expenses add upto... :P )

Ø Spend more time with the kids… read up on new things to teach.

(SUCCESS...)
Ø Hang out with my friends more.(abha ketki rids CC’s)

(hmm... maybe... 50-50)

Ø Swim a lot

(didnt even get NEAR a sports club...let alone swimmming..)

Ø Regularly go to the gym… lose a lot of weight.

(FAILED...big time... i think i put on another 10 kgs of weight.... *sob sob*)

Ø Learn to drive.

(my mom told me "ur a kid... wht do u wanna learn drivin for??" n refused to pay for mydriving classes...so its nt my mistake i failed in this one... lolzz)

Ø Take dance classes (somewhere mid year)

(i feel like laughing on this one... it slipped outta my head, jus as soon as i completed making the resolutions...seriously i m rememberin it now... :P )

Ø buy a nice digicam. (mom is still working on my application to buy a nice digicam.. i think i shud stop making unrealistic resolutions...)

Ø Stop taking the rik n start taking the bus… saves unnecessary expenses.

(seriously dunno if i followed this... 50-50 here also..)

Ø Cut down on non – vegetarian food.

(yeah i did tht...*sooobbbb*)

Ø Get a tattoo

(i SO regret not doing this... this passes on to new year resolution...)

Ø Get a swanky new haircut.

(yeah i did this...effects were very interesting...hehe..)

Ø Ask for a new MP3 player.

(i asked. i got. i gifted. to Ro. thts done.)

so.. i am having mixed feeling abt how i fared on this. lemme get started in new year resolutions now.. cya later. new post coming up soon...:)

Annie..

ChrIstMas Day.N i M sO buMMed.. :(

So far many ppl have complained that I carried my previous “TRAIN” posts for long. Apologies. At the end I hope u guys had a good read. That was chapter of my lyf that will always remain one of the fondest. Moving on let me recap the recent events.

Starting wid my bday which I would actually want to pass over cuz it sucked.. Big time. So lets chuck that. Well, after that disastrous bday, some really sweet *albeit forgetful* friends of mine, decided that I needed some heavy duty pampering. Since I was in a pissed off mood, I didn’t get the chance to appreciate their efforts. Appreciation for a task well done, is something I keep telling everyone, advising to keep up the compliments and praises, so that the other person gets inspired to do even better. It works like charm wid the kids. So here it is. My thank you note to ppl who made up for the day long gone *in order of how soon they did it*.…

Ro - *I was so mad at everything in general tht day, tht I didn’t thank you at all. Whatever you did, was thoughtful. Thanks.*

All the gals at ILMB -- *I love u guys … thank u so much for everything u have done for me.. MWAH!!!!*

Pranita, Monica & Shilpa -- *u guys are Charlie‘s angels…N I m Charlie.. Lolzz.. Thanks a lot. The Music that u gave me, will play forever, wherever I go, and it will always make me smile…*

Mona -- *If there’s anyone who missed my bday and GENUINELY felt rotten about it, it was you. I didn’t really get mad at you, u know. I knew u were busy. But for a moment there I felt like u were in a car, slowly driving away, as I simply stood there, unable to do anything. Thanks for coming back, and taking me along… in the wooden car.. Mwah!!*

Karan -- *Free Pizza never tasted better, and a gift never seemed so thoughtful. Thank you.*

Abha, Ketki & Rids -- *there was nuthin u guys cud hav done for me on my bday, I knew tht… but the best post-gift I got came from u guys. Thanks a lot for the efforts u took. And thanks a lot for reuniting all 5 of us again, in a memory that will last for a lifetime.*

Hmmmm…. I think I ran out of names here… though I still wish u mention a few ppl here whose wishes meant a lot - Binu, Sidd, Nisarg, Ugam. I think that about it all. If u are nowhere on this list… u FORGOT, and someone *in most cases ME* had to remind you.

After the bday thing passed, there came the trip. To this really beautiful place called Bhandardara. Nestled in the sahyadri’s, this is a dam (Wilson Dam) on the banks of a river. And awesome it is. It was a slice of heaven. The cold clear water, the nip in the air, the jeep rides around the village, the waterfalls and the stay up in the dorms. It was beautiful.

The spectacular sunset I saw deserves special mention here. Along with the swim in the icy water of the lake, which actually was quite dangerous, as there was a steep drop in the lake after just a couple of meters in the lake. But we played in the water near the banks. And it was awesome fun.

All the refreshment and the excitemnt came to a screeching halt a few hours later, as we got the results. And I have been in a pretty off mood ever since, until I started to write this down *cuz playing the CD made my KASPAR made me smile again*. For the first time in my life I have got a KT. And It sucks.

I am so lost, I feel … ashamed in away to go back to the same class, cuz almost everyone there is a star in their own right. They all are studious, straight A students, and that leaves me in a limbo, which is a bitch of a place to be stuck in. *sarcastic smile*

My friends, the ones I have made in these last few weeks and months, and some other who stayed since the beginning… I feel like I am out of place with them, because they don’t deserve to be with me. The dew drop , the moon, the attitude and the everything, they trouble me the most, because I know, no matter what I do, I will never be able to match up to them. I feel as if by being with them, I malign them in someway, make them lesser ppl, than what they really are.

My mind is all fucked up. I haven’t been calling anyone as of late. And blogging is my only solace. I dun even feel like getting started on the fucking ACN, cuz I know it will bore me to death, cuz it is something so UNinteresting. I have spent my day surfing around, writing some new stuff that
I plan to post soon. And suddenly as I AM writing this I am realizing, that this is what I do - write. This is the only thing I know. I m not the best, but that’s all I have. At the end of the day, when I feel friendless and lonely, this is where I turn to.. God!! Wish I could do this all day. I would never be as unhappy as I am now.

In the afternoon, I was toying wid the idea of making my blog look more attractive, and I spent quite a bit of time, and went down to the webpage code, and finally SUCCEEDED in this. I am working on some other stuff. *turns out I CAN mange a bit of coding eh? * but anyway, the feeling so success can be such a boost. Wish I had even an iota of success at ACN.

Signing off.. With a mood that’s bad, mad, sad
Annie..

TRAIN - Part 5

Next morning I awoke, even before he came to wake me up. Some shrill sound had broken in my sleep, like I was discovering groggy eyed as I sat up, had broken in everyone’s sleep. Mr. Obnoxious alarm was crazy. Loud and crazy. I immediately looked over to his berth, and there he was awake like me, looking straight at me, I was suddenly very conscious of how I looked. He smiled , and said “Morning. Some alarm huh? ” I laughed and said “No one can sleep through that...”, starting to get down from my bunk.

We were up and ready in half hour, and we walked out near the door. He was about to leave in a matter of minutes, and I still hadn’t figured a way to stay in contact. Damn me. Then suddenly it stuck me - what the hell was the use of email if not here? As the train pulled into the station, I began “Listen if -”

He turned, and took a step back instead of going forward. There was a line of people waiting to get down, and he let them pass. The narrow passage was crowded of people, and the next thing I knew, was that I was standing close enough to see every fleck of gold in those brown eyes. It nearly damned brought my heart to a screeching halt. He looked very shy, as he said “I can get down at Hyderabad too.”

I gave him a broad smile. This was going to be easy. If these weren’t the signs then I didn’t know what else were.

We went in again, to get my suitcase. There were less than 5 people in the entire coach. We were standing near the door again when he said anxiously “Listen, don’t get me wrong, but when you are staying here, if you need anything, info or anything about places to visit, you could call me.”

“I don’t have your number” I said smilingly. I tore the last page of my diary and divided it in half. On one part I wrote my email id on it and gave it to him. He wrote his number on the other part and gave me. I could actually feel the floating sensation in my tummy. In that moment I decided to stay in contact. Always. There were a lot of maybe’s in my head. Maybe this would happen. Maybe that will. Maybe...

The train came to a grounding halt at the station. We both got down. Looking at each other, I couldn’t believe that this was someone I had met only a few hours back. He smiled and said “I had a lot of fun talking to you. It was very nice to meet you , you know. ” I shook hands with him and replied “Same here. Stay in touch, ok? I’ll call if I need anything ok?” he nodded, and pointing to the direction over his back he said “I go this way ok? Where u headed to?” “My Bhaiya‘s driver must be waiting outside.” I looked around for an exit sign and said “I go this way.” half disappointed that I had to go the opposite way, and half happy because I had his number, I smiled a little and started to pick up my suitcase.

“Should I drop you till there?” I didn’t know if my Bhaiya was to come to pick me up or not, so I told him No.

As I started to walk away he said “Heyy..”

I turned and looked at him, with a questioning glance “hmm?”

“You talk too much.” we both laughed. He added “Don’t change that about you, ok?”

I smiled and said , “You got it. Bbye.”

“Bye.”

.....


We walked in two opposite directions, that cold March morning that year. And you know wht? I never did call him up. I reached home, had a wonderful stay, checked my email. He had sent me a mail barely 2 hours after we had parted. Like I had asked him on the train, he had even sent some pictures of him with his silver-red fighter plane, and another with him in complete army uniform. He looked, if possible, even more gorgeous than I remembered from just a few hours back. I sent a thank you and reached safely sort of email to him.

But along with the mail, was a mail from my ex, begging me to forgive him, and take him back. Which I did. It ended soon afterward anyway, but at that time, he was a very important part of my life. So amidst all this, I didn’t reply to any of the further mails that he sent to me. Which were quite a few. After some weeks, the mails stopped. And after some months, he was forgotten.

Till now, when I started to write this down. I took out my old diaries and reading the entries of a 17 year old girl in them, made all the memories come flooding back. One of my friends, when I told her about this incident before I started to write it here, asked me, why didn’t u guys stay in touch? Maybe it could have lead somewhere.

To which I replied, if it would have happened, I would have discovered something not so perfect about him. Something I wanted to change or didn’t like. Something that wouldn’t be right. But because I didn’t know him further, he is perfect. Just as he met me that day in the train, because that memory of him wont change ever. Hes probably happy someplace now, with a wife and kids, and I m just a 21 year old, with changed views and changed ideals. Life is good. And because I never stayed in touch, he remains as one of my fondest memory...


Maybe we parting ways the way we did, on the platform that morning, was the best ending there could have been for our story. :)