LOST LOVE..................

LOST LOVE......... 

Bye. I'll miss you," was what I said when she was getting on train.  For the next five minutes, I watched my best friend ever since kindergarten   leaving.
Twelve hours later, I got my first phone call from her since she's been in Hyderabad.
"How do you like it so far?" I asked.
"I don't. It's away from all of you guys," she replied.

Well I hope that I don't lose you as a friend. Promise me that, it doesn't change our friendship," I told her.
"I promise," as she agreed.
We talked a while longer talking about our past.
For the next month, she kept her promise calling me every day. But one day I called her and she sounded busy. There was loud music playing in the background, and girls laughing.
"Where are you?" I asked.
"I'm at a party," she said as she laughed.
"You have friends?" I said.
"Yeah I do. Can I call you after the party?" she asked. She hung up the phone before I had the chance to say anything. I threw my phone on my bed and I followed it. In no time, I fell asleep.
A bad dream woke me up. I looked at the clock and it was 2:22 AM. I checked my phone to see if she called since I'm a very heavy sleeper. No missed call, no text message. It was 4:22 AM over there. I know she would call me because she said so. I waited… and fell asleep

I woke up that morning pretty late. I wasn't feeling good so I slept in. When I did wake up, I called her to check up on her.  Her side of the line was dead silence.
"Sorry I didn't call back after the party," was the first thing she said when she answered.
"It's okay," I started. "When did you get home anyways?"
"Around one," she replied.
I just nodded but it wasn't like she could see me. she knew me well enough though. she should know I wouldn't say anything.
"But I'm kind of sleeping right now. Can I call you when I wake up?" she said nicely.
I really didn't want to hang up. I wanted to talk to her and learn about her new friends and the party last night. I just hung up on her when I heard silence.
An hour passed and no phone call. The whole day, no phone call.
Before I went to sleep that night, I wanted to call her but I changed my mind. I did my chores instead.
That whole week, I had work. I had no time to myself. she even called once but I didn't feel like answering. I managed to do it all in that week, and it was finally the weekend. I laid in bed staring at the ceiling. I decided to call her. One ring, then two, then three-after that, I knew that she wouldn't answer so I hung up on the fifth ring. I called again just in case it didn't go through. Again, she didn't answer. I just went to sleep.

My heart jumped as I heard my phone ringing. I looked at the name and it was her name. I answered it expecting it to be her but it was her uncle instead.,  "

     Her family got into an accident, she didn't make it."
I broke down and he hung up.

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                 Two days later I went to the funeral…… I got up and went to the coffin. I looked in and her face was so pale. Her lips were blue and her beautiful face covered with cuts and bruises.  I am unable to stop the tears rolling down my face.

The funeral was over and they carried the coffin away. Before they closed it, I noticed something around her neck. It was the necklace made out of paperclips I gave to her in kindergarten………………….

MY FIRST WALL JUMP..........

         MY first wall jump….

     I spent more than 80% of my life in hostels. Hostel life is awesome…….in some ways. My most memorable hostel days were my school days.  So many mischievous things happened which were the memorabilia of my life. One of the incidents was……

        Those were busy days with mugging to put pseud in our tenth board exams. Our seniors used to go for movies in the night without permission. That day somehow got the wane interest of watching a movie.

       The time was 8:00 pm in the night. There were five seniors coming with me. That was my first outing without permission. I was excited and tensed as well. We went to backside of our hostels. There was a 6ft wall and beside that there were two bags of sand which makes the jump easy. When i jumped the wall it felt like one milestone was achieved and some more to go.  Our school was in the middle of sugarcane, coconut and paddy fields.   We have to walk through fields about 2km to get to the main road.

      We came across a sugarcane field. I was afraid of snakes a lot because I shared some near death experiences with them. My   seniors were walking peacefully but, due to my snake phobia I am literally hopping behind them. They ignored me and talking about some exasperate topic. I saw an excruciating and thought that was snake and cried out loud. They got tensed and asked me what happened. I said snake. They looked at each other and laughed and one senior went and plucked that plant and showed me. One senior blabbered that go back to hostel we can’t carry out with you.  I was pretty scared and ready to go back and asked someone to come back with me. Nobody was willing so they asked me to continue.  This time one senior was beside me emboldening. We saw the main road it gave a sigh of relief for me. The theater was 7 km from there. We crushed ourselves in a share auto and in a couple of minutes we reached the theater.

           Movie was almost started we went in. That Theater was the most beautiful one in that area which has natural AC and a separate home for each and every mouse under every seat and smell which will come when me mix hundreds of perfumes.  Movie was starred by Nagurjuna and shriya saran an epic excruciating sentimentum in it. I got bored and thinking about consequences if I got caught. After two and half hours movie was finished and we came out time was 12 ‘O’ clock.

         There was not even a single vehicle, so all of us decided to walk 7km. what a pain to walk 7km. But I was a bit athletic those days so I thought it was not a big deal. We walked peacefully all the way with some mischievous things like scared the shit out of some dogs by chasing them and plucking sugarcane from the fields and chased by the farm keeper. In the return journey I felt a bit confident. Not afraid and thinking that I did some memorable thing. When we came to school time was two in the morning. I peacefully slept thinking about it.

        In the morning I came to know that I was almost got caught but house leader skipped my name entirely while taking roll call so that our warden wouldn’t recognize.

           Any way what a wonderful exalting experience …………..

Play of words........

   “He told me that, he loves my sister”   

 

 Now add ‘only’ in the sentence after every word consecutively.

 Only he told me that, he loves my sister.

 He only told me that, he loves my sister.

 He told only me that, he loves my sister.

 He told me only that, he loves my sister.

 He told me that, only he loves my sister.

 He told me that, he only loves my sister.

 He told me that, he loves my only sister.

 He told me that, he loves my sister only.

  Every sentence has its own meaning but we usually use the last sentence……..

                AGAIN &AGAIN ……………   

        How wonderful these days are for Manchester United fans.  Awesome comebacks and good composure throughout the game. Sparkling performances from youngsters.

Teams who are equal to three times the Manchester United’s   team price (Manchester city) and are not able to produce results as good as  Manchester United.  

                   Teams who have world class players (CHELSEA) started season with a thulping victory over a relegation zone team (West Bromwich Albion) & dreamt of holding the silver ware again. And they got sliced out from the title favorites because of two player’s injury (Terry, Lampard) for a couple of weeks. And even after their arrival they are struggling to get their form back.

         And a team (Arsenal) calls themselves as gunners couldn’t hit bull’s eye from the past five years and trying to atleast take a look of the silverware this year. 

          There is a team (Liverpool) who are trying to get out of the relegation zone and atleast qualify to EUROPA LEAGUE. 

         Unbeaten season until now without a proper replacement for Ronaldo and absence of our players (Valencia, park) in spite of poor form of our World class players (Rooney).

         We  are not the teams who depends on a single player, we are not a team who haven’t seen the silverware for years,  we are not team who shows history if asks about performance

   We are    MANCHESTER UNITED …….

WHAT POLITICS ARE ABOUT..

What Politics Are About

I don’t like politics anymore because what I believed politics were about is wrong.

Here is what I used to think politics were about:

Ideas, beliefs, philosophies and ultimately how these should be used to shape the course and ongoing architecture of our nation for the better.

And here is what politics is really about:

Money, power and control.

And how do you control people? With laws. What are politician’s jobs? To make laws. They are lawmakers. How can I like any of them when I don’t like what they make?

Think about the condition of one of the largest State in the country. The political crisis in Andhra Pradesh, triggered by the telangana issue showed no signs to care about common people. During the last one year, political instability, Violent protests over a separate telangana state, natural calamities and financial crunch have battered the state like never before. 

                 An approximate of 6,000 crores was loss to the Andhra treasury. Which sects of people are responsible for those losses? I am not pointing out caste or religion it’s the about the current people who are wasting time by taking part in the agitations.  See K.C.R the head of Telangana rashtra samithi he is indulging students of osmania as agitators for his political profit.  

 Our state superior heads in politics are using common people to show their strength through agitations.  In other countries workers or employees won’t boycott work if they have problems with management they will wear a black band to show their dissatisfaction.  Why can’t we do that? Instead we were not only boycotting work destroying our own properties.  We are dragging ourselves in to pathetic conditions.

                            How can our nation compete like this with a nation that is developed………………………………………..

                                               THE JOURNEY

                 My mother was preparing something in kitchen and I smelt what that was.  My father sat facing me and asking about how college was. And how I had written exams.  When I was about to tell...My mother said “first let him complete his dinner. After so many months I was about to eat my mother’s dish.  Our mess food was fine for eating once, but my tongue got tired eating that every day. My mother neatly arranged all the items before me. She asked which thing you first want to eat. I not even spoke just signaled my dearth filled eyes to chicken kebabs. She placed two kebabs in my plate. I took one and when I was about to……………………………………………………………… ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………

SUDDEN BANG and the sound continued…………... Then I opened my eyes. I was very disappointed because my delicious dream was disturbed. My friend, Google was banging the door with his foot.  He told it was 10 in the morning get your ass out of bed.  The worst thing was that was the last day in campus. We completed our odd SEM exams.  As that was the first holidays for us from our college, my new pals planned to go together.  I came to my room after completing my last supper for that SEM in our mess. I started throwing my clothes in my bag like dumping waste in dustbin. Train was at 6 in the evening. I got a call from 2KG asking when we were leaving I said at 4:30.  

                   Atmosphere was rainy from the past days. when we were about to begin it started raining, But it stopped after 15 min. Me,2KG and Hitesh started from our hostel as our hostel was nearer to back gate.  First I carried my bag as if it was the most precious thing. But slowly I couldn’t bear the pain it’s too heavy and I dragged my bag through rain water. When we went to bust station and waited for almost 15 min. One guy came near us and said in Tamil that buses were        not running in this route, because rain water came up on the low bridge and blocked the way. We had not much time to catch the train then. We three decided to take auto. When we got into auto it started raining heavily.  Due to situation autowala culted 400 bucks from us. At last after 45min of my first and may be last floods footage video live we came to the terminal.

                 When we came to the terminal an announcement was going on about charminar express. We not even paid attention of that and ran towards the platform from which our train is about to departure. We searched for our compartment and as we got on train started. We saw our friend’s faces tired or soaked in rain. I went to my berth and there was two guys one old and the other bald. My berth was between them and all three berths before was my friends. I lied to the uncle who was sitting beside the window that I was allergic to train and want to sit beside window he agreed and gave me window seat. My front berth was VENNIS beside him was 2KG and COCK.

            Uncle beside asked where I was from and I said Vijayawada. Which college your were from he asked I expected that and proudly said IITMADRAS. Then his reply was why you came all the way to madras, while we were having good colleges in AP. Listening to his reply I felt like jumping out of train.  And he asked was that a government college and said I heard that in govt colleges study was not good.  I couldn’t bear any of those questions, my friends before me was enjoying watching my reactions for his irritating questions.  We are not observing train speed and watched a boring movie until the red led blinked on the side of the lappy (laptop) keypad indicating low battery.

               As we closed lappy we felt that train is not moving. I asked uncle beside me where were we. He said we were in between Chennai and Sullurpeta it was next to Chennai. All the journey mates were talking that there was a problem of railway track at Nellore due to floods and all trains are running at 3 or 4 hours delay. That was the worst time I spent in train just sitting beside a bald uncle who was asphyxiating   me by annoying questions about my college and studies. Train started after a boring 3 hours in mean time we took life of another lappy.  Train was picking its speed. My friend VENNIS before me was moving his fingers faster than train on his cyber shot mobile. A Terrible  thing happened, which was 2KG  sitting beside vennis just gave a push on his shoulder and saw his mobile sliding out of window nice and slowly. When I turned my face towards them each were looking at each other as if someone was hammering on their heads. COCK was the first one to react and said pull the chain. Vennis dragged chain with ease and train stopped after rolling for a few meters.

                We all got down and trying to find the mobile in the pitch black darkness. As I am too afraid to go farther from my   compartment I stayed there and trying to call his mobile. We were hoping someone’s call can ignite the mobile to life.  And I saw one guy coming towards our compartment checking something under every compartment with his large torch. He came near our compartment he is wearing some blue uniform he saw with his torch and asked who pulled chain. My friend COCK who was beside me stepped forward to say something. The guy started abusing in gult “ne…………, err…….” He said who will be responsible if any thieves come and blah blah…..We talked nothing because they are already irritated by late running of trains. He also went to search for the mobile. They got the mobile. That railway guy told us to hop in to train and u guys will be fined at Vijayawada. And there will a punishment. All of us got on train we can’t stop laughing remembering their faces. 

        At last after at 3:30 in morning train reached Vijayawada. Nothing happened in Vijayawada. We greeted each other and left from there to enjoy the holidays ………

                                                                                                                                                            That’s my wonderful journey with pain, fun, adventure and remembrance.   

                        

The train that never returns……………

                                         The train that never returns……………

             The clouds were crying like hell because of that it continued to rain all through the night. Those were the Farewell days of my college. I stayed  in a room close to college not good, but comfortable. It’s on the terrace of some bald guy who owned  that place. As usual the day started boring. I opened my eyes like two iron doors which were full of rust and unable to open.

I finished all the natural chores and got ready for breakfast. But I am not in the mood to go out in such rain, but when I was about to bunk breakfast the drops of water falling from heaven stopped.  Roads were totally vanished as usual in rainy season. The  hotel guy gave me idly’s that  were like two stones in my plate  any way I took some time to crack those stones  and put in stomach. After roaming and enjoying the weather, I came to my room. Every second I was thinking of the university where I would join, which was the most prestigious in our country. My parents were proud of me because that was  my father’s wish, which came true.

  Up to afternoon I spent time on PC games and crashed for some time. There was a huge wind gushing in and out of my room.   I heard house owner shouting as if the world was going to end, but when I clearly heard he was calling my name. I went out and showed my question marking face.  He did not even reply me and told someone inside “he was there you can go up”. I thought who the hell that was. I want to see who it was and with disappointment I reached the staircase to get down.

   I saw my friend. I saw some unhappiness in her ever glowing beautiful eyes. She was like a soldier who was fighting to stand in the strong wind with gun (umbrella). I went to her and took umbrella and asked her to come in my room. She was my close friend since kindergarten. We went to same junior high and college. She lives near the college, which was about ten km from my place. I asked her: “why you came all the way here while it’s raining”. She was hiding something, which was causing pain in her heart. I asked: “was there any problem “she saw in my eyes as if I did something terrible. She said in a shrill voice “I want to talk with you”. I said you could have talked with me over phone .”why did you came all the way down here”. Not even a word came from her after that two hours I kept talking and asking what happened and what the problem was and keep on blabbering something to divert her from that mood. But all the time she keeps on thinking of something, which was haunting her. I finally got bored and said “talk something or I will not talk with you any more”. Finally, her words splashed on my face like water balloon. She said: “let’s go for a walk”. I felt very strange, every time I used to ask her for a walk. Now she was asking for a walk. I said OK and grabbed my rain coat. When we came on road children’s flying high in happiness playing with paper boats.  While walking also she not even spoke a word. She was not this moody ever since I know her. We came across a park and she want to go in to the park. I refused because the clouds above us roaring (thunder). I said you’re not talking anything I will drop you at home it’s about to rain. As my words were not completed first drops of rain were falling down. I told her to open umbrella and she refused and kept on walking in to the park. At that time I got so irritated and want to leave her there and go back to my room. But I can’t I diligently followed her footsteps and went in to the park. We sat in a shed, she was about to say something and stooped. I said share your pain with me. She said “how many endless happy days we have enjoying in kindergarten and school and college “.we enjoyed, quarreled, and got new and lost friends . But all these I was close to you and I have no friend like you who cares for me so much, “you were very special to me”. then I understood what her pain was. I held her hand and told I would be going for studies and we can meet when I return. But she saw me and said her father got transfer they were also moving out of town. I replied that We could talk on phone and send emails to each other. Why was she feeling bad for that?

 Suddenly tears came from her eyes as if some flood gates were open. She asked me a question. I asked her to wipe off her tears,but she didn't .Then I gently wiped her tears off her face. Rain stopped and we started walking.

 “Do you love me?”,she said.I was startled by the question.

“Why have you asked me?”,I replied

Because it seems like it. Do you? All these years  how close we move and how supporting you were every time in my life. Now I can’t imagine my life without you. I every best moment of my life you were there, She said.

  I didn’t even bother her and said”Ok let’s put that aside and it’s getting dark you go home first we will talk later”. I started walking towards the terminal. She was not even moving and staring at me with anger filled eyes. I ignored her and kept on walking and told her to move. While we were walking she was searching for a little bit of feel on my face. She was so disappointed how I reacted with her situation. We reached the terminal she told:” I don’t want to go by train”. My bike was at my room it will take so much time to go until there any way it’s about to rain it’s good to go by train.  I took the ticket and waited for the train to arrive. She stopped talking and not even considering me as a known person. I told her” lets first concentrate on our studies hope so we will end together”. She gave me an unfulfilled look. And turned her face away from me.  But inside it started hurting me. I was not respecting my friend’s words.  I felt very bad of myself suddenly the train honk brought me in to this world. She got on to the train and saw me as if I can change my mind .But I acted normal. I slowly moved out of the terminal and got on to the other side of the road.  I heard the blow of train horn moving away from the station it’s like a horse neigh.

  I walked back home with my hands stuffed in my pocket. Thoughts of her ran throughout my head. I didn’t want her to be hurt like that.

I went home hurting because I didn't tell her how I was feeling. I wanted to tell her so bad that I have feelings for her but I was too scared and frightened. I let my feelings go and told myself that someday I would tell her just how I felt………………………………………………………………………………………