Wednesday, June 27, 2007

My 2nd short story - "Who Was SHE???"

WHO WAS SHE???

Was she Miss elegant? Miss seductive? Miss fantasy? Who was she when I came to know about her existence. But it took almost 2 decades for me to know who she was.


I truly accept that she has the best of qualities. People around her will get direct prick on their brain on the first look at her and when she comes in regular contact with you, I cant tell to what extent she drives you out of thought. She drives you crazy.


When I saw her first time how I felt was like this, she was cute , brown, perfect structure what we find it difficult to maintain in the current age. For a moment I felt who are the bloody ancestors of this sweet heart of many. And on a holiday she is the dream of every one to spend their valuable time with.


Where ever I go I find her. She was really torturing and eating my useless brain for past 2 decades. I don’t know what she has in special to seduce even some females at times. Mind boggling character.


Her dressing is inveterate. She is serene. She is divine. She disguises herself in many ways and she doesn’t know to differentiate between rich and poor. I liked that nature of her right from the beginning.


Some times I even felt why is she so considerate about everyone she meets, when there are people who are ready to give life for her. And why are people so possessive about her. I was dangling over this thought on many occasions.


She had many close friends who usually take her “signature”. I was also in the same list.
I met her for the first time in my college. There are many other similar to her but she had something charming and eye catching for me. In my first year I rarely use to see her. And dint had any guts to talk to her. I use to think she will ditch me if I try to accost her. Those thoughts were really like throwing a stone on the sewage and peeping into it when it spits out the dirt on you.


Later I felt I should have guts to give her my presence for the first time. It’s a well known philosophy that until you showcase your talent you are not gonna be recognized. So I thought being a guy I should try my best to attract her. I have seen her in many moods but the one I liked the most was when she logs on to the podium to show her grace and bring up a cheerful rain over that place. She really excites and rocks the moment.


And one more thing which dips me in thought is the moment she hits the dance floor. You cant stand still when she rocks the party. If not her, then no party. It was almost in the middle of my second year I prepared myself to capture her vision towards me. But it’s a bloody college life that on my first meeting all the buggers around me spoilt it. It was fun for them but it was a lose of rage for me. But still I had passion for her. I conceited myself telling “failure is the stepping stone of success”. I felt pity on my privacy among my group of friends. As you know jealousy always prevails if you try to imagine the way I have described her.


Days passed. Its almost my third year has begun and the workload is striking my bad tempered brains which was unable to mould to the situations. There came another break for us. It was a picnic time again. This time I was sure I will grab her attention. We all boarded to mysore in a self arranged bus and it was on a full throttle the masti was taking its role till everyone sweated with tiredness. This was the moment I thought of her again. It would have been a relief if she was near me at that anguishing moment.


Next day early morning we reached mysore. It was almost I felt speaking with her whenever I see her but my bloody friends around me screwed all my opportunities. I managed to see her alone that night when I first spoke with her. She has always been a well wisher for the human mankind. And that night it was the same with me too. I somehow tried to take my best friends with me such that I don’t get in trouble for being alone. We all were together till we felt dizzy.


That night was the best in my life. It was like I opened my feelings, emotions to her like discharging a battery but felt more energized like an induced coil. Each word she spoke was like a sharp pulse pumping my heart and was responsible for my life. I was literally drowned in the ocean of seduction. And the power she had in her words was enormous. Even Einstein would have gone mad and rewritten his theory of relativity in the way she wished.


The next day I was totally taken aback on my courage to accost her. I simply gave a pat on my shoulder and started sharing my happiness with my close friends. But they too felt the same. That was the instance I realized that still if I go after her I will be the looser. I decided I will maintain only friendship with her and will not love her. But truth is she is a tickling and triggering factor for love and lust.


My decision was more justifiable and was more appreciable by all my friends. They also synchronized with my decision. From that day we never approach her alone. We always enjoy her company with our close gang. And we decided that whenever we have a get together after graduating we will pay her our respect for binding this friendship.


I finally saw her some days before we departed from my college. She gave us a warm send off and I am sure all my friends will be longing for a get together again. And we will not have a get together without her. All our joy, sorrow, love, cheer is shared by her. She has never made us feel her absence. Finally I wish to dedicate this real story of my life to her.


But till now I have not introduced you to her. I know you all will be eagerly waiting to know “who was she?”. Well she was none other than the sizzling “wine bottle” I was speaking about for so long. She be the one. She be the bomb. But we love her for her activity once she gets in our brain. She is miss elegant, miss seductive, miss fantasy for all of us.

3 comments:

Unknown said...

Good one Surya.

You maintained the suspense till the end.

Perhaps even at the end you could have given a veiled hint and left the reader to decide :)

All the best for your new short stories

Unknown said...

simply fantastic bro.....go ahead with this..nice ending..

Sugan said...

Dey..To be honest, you made me feel jealous.Ur 2nd story is just too good.Keep up the good work!!