We all have tough times in life, Times when we feel like the whole world is conspiring against us, But then we meet someone who changes the definition of life, someone who changes the way you feel about life, someone who changes everything but you.
So, this story - The Paradise is not just a story, it's an experience, it's a quest to find that someone and enjoying the rest of your life with that special someone.
It's not just about love, its about friendship, family and dreams. It's about everything we look for in the life.
I hope you people will surely enjoy it. :)
And plz come daily and read it while i complete the story...
So, HERE IT IS - The Paradise
There she is walking in slowing, dressed in a beautiful white gown enlightening the entire hall with her pretty smile and that ever mesmerizing beauty.
Well, today we all are seeing each other after a long time, thanks to my and Elena’s idea of a reunion after our 4 years of hardship in different colleges all around the country.
I wanted to make this night the best of our life, I wanted something magical, something that none of us will forget for rest of our lives and wish that we all could have spent the last few years together.
But here we are , looking at each other surprised and wondering what difference the time can make, how much it can change a person and looking forward to what is gonna happen in next few hours.
“Hey Elena, have u always been this beautiful or it’s the effect of the full moon” I said in my ever flirting way.
“oh! really? I guess……………. it’s the effect of that empty glass of beer in your hand” replied Elena in her own ignoring way, winking her beautiful small eyes.
“Yeah!! but unfortunately I forgot to fill it at the first place, soooo……, I guess the moon is the one to be blamed…” I dodged it well enough.
She started blushing, something that used to always bring out the worst out of me.
“Thanks” - smiling, “so, who is the culprit around here to make YOU look that handsome”? She threw the arrow back on me.
But thanks to Natasha who showed up at just the right time and saved me from the arrow.
Well, even she looks amazing, She used to be a Fat Baby when I last saw her but look at her now , looks perfectly stunning in that sleeve less blue gown and black high heels .
I have to accept that things have changed a lot from what I knew 4 years back.
Atlast , everyone were there assembled in the Hall and looking so very different. Natasha took the stage and welcomed everyone to the 2013 batch REUNION. I have to accept she still has that stage humour which can even calm down a bunch of angry tendulkar fans.
She looked at me, smiled and began “ Five days ago, I was sitting there right in front of my lapi , eating ice-cream out of that big bowl when my mom came in and said that someone left a letter for me, I just made ‘who must have been that?’ face and opened the letter; never expecting that It will bring me here standing on this dice, looking at all of my lost friends and the faculties whom I missed a lot over past many years. Well, I am really very happy tonight, thanks to that idiot writer standing there in the corner who unfortunately, has been one of my best friends over the past many years. Thanks Rick , thanks a lot for calling everyone of us here tonight and writing this weekend with a permanent marker in my life.
Then she called our X—princi Mr.P.C Jordan to say something.
And there he was with the same old Hitler mustaches on his frightening dark face, adjusting his pants and trying to hide that big tummy of his. On a normal school day (4 years ago) none of us would want him standing there on the dice getting ready to give a speech. But today, even if Eminem was singing a classical Hindi song, we wouldn’t worry.
He started in his solid voice “I feel amazed and also very happy to see you all here, you people have really made me feel so proud for being such good friends, sticking around together even after so many years and being so successful in your life. After reading about your achievements in the letter which Rick gave me, I was dying to meet the new bankers, fresh writers, respected IAS’s, innovative software and mechanical engineers and ofcourse the half doctors. I really feel great to be a part of this and I thank you all for making this night a part of my best memories.
That was emotional, we had never seen that side of our princi, during school days he used to be the toughest guy you would have ever seen, He really made our school life miserable and the life of our juniors pathetic but I have to accept what we are today is all because of his rules and his strict behavior which took us to the right path and no doubt he is proud of us, he has to be - our 12th standard result was the best in all time.
So, one by one all of us took the stage and shared our experiences from life, for some the college was the best time of their life but still they were rational enough to atleast say that they missed their school days, while for some school days meant a lot, they spent the beginning period of their teenage with us, they were free to be a psycho, a punk, or a book worm and the best part was we all loved each other in all the forms.
This all reminds me of my life in school. 4 years have passed or probably more than that but still I can feel that morning assembly , that bunking of classes, snatching each other’s lunch, waiting impatiently for the period bell to go, falling in love with a new girl every day. It’s probably the best part of one’s life, you don’t have to fake a smile otherwise your friends will catch, you don’t need to do your homework alone, all you are expected to do is BE yourself and your friends will take you to a whole new world where everything looks AMAZING.
6 Years Ago
End of summer vacations, end of 2 months of late night sleep, end of loneliness and beginning of another academic year, beginning of never ending-never granted early morning begging for sleep, beginning of tasty lunch boxes, and beginning of what we call…….’FUN’.
We were all excited, who will not be? …. We had passed our 10th boards and were ready to enjoy being seniors.
I rushed to the school; the school building had never looked so amazing, all students dressed in white and blue coming back to the place where they actually belong.
I entered the class which didn’t look so very different but yes the faces did. Spiky, DJ, Pemma, were all over me then I turned around and saw the difference - 3 girls dressed in colored clothes and among them was she, in a red top and blue jeans looking just like anyone else in that room, They were the new comers.
I hurried to the ground for morning assembly, Oh! I missed it so much, all my buddies were there looking all ready for a new year. It began with the Morning Prayer followed by pledge, thought for the day and the special item and then came the princi for an inspirational speech to boost up our moral and welcome us back for a new wonderful year but for him “wonderful” meant “drastic”. His speech began with a good morning which was an indication that next five minutes were not at all going to be good. He talked about good marks, good behavior and a lot more; but who cares?? we were enjoying commenting on him, bringing out a whole different meaning of what he actually said.
Atlast it got over and with the end of national anthem the Morning assembly also ended. We all got back to our classes feeling so happy to see each other. Then the normal schedule started - continuous classes, continuous bunks, continuous passing of comments and the ever continuing bond of friendship.
Well, most of the students were old ones, the one’s I knew from past 3 years – Natasha, Dj, Pemma, Spiky and a few more and even there were some new faces the sleepy Sam and peter, the studies Stephan, then there were girls Cinderella, Patricia, Ashley and of course the one who changed my entire life the ELENA.
Elena looked just like some other girl in her early 16’s but she had that face which could attract anyone. In the beginning, I was mostly lost in my friends; enjoying my moments with them and creating a space for myself.
I didn’t even knew her name for about 2 weeks but then one day our chemistry teacher asked us a question and unfortunately none of the student could answer her and then she asked Elena and to my surprise she had an answer for everything. I hate it someone’s turns me down or proves me wrong and if I don’t know the answer to a question then no one in the entire class should know the answer to it; But there she is taking away all my self- esteem with each question she answered; That was the first time when I actually noticed her.
It all started with hatred and even I don’t know when it got converted into Love.
Love, probably has a the maximum meanings for a single word in the entire English dictionary; It means different for different people; but for me it used to be something sacred, something that only happens once and you are ready to do anything to get it. While most of this came from a lot of bollywood movies, the rest I found out over the years on my own.
I saw her and I couldn’t take my eyes off her, she really was blandiloquent; her sound - mellifluous, I would stare at her for hours, when you look at her, it’s like rhapsody playing all around you and all you wanna do is look at her. It’s not that I didn’t try to ignore but every time I saw her; my eyes wanted more. It’s like looking at the Tajmahal under a full moon; you are not satisfied unless your soul is completely bathed in its beauty. She was certainly beautiful but to look at her was more beautiful than her beauty itself.
Initially, only I saw her and then the whole class saw me, rumors passed on like jungle fire but Elena had no effect of it, she never talked to me about it or to be more précised she never talked to me about anything and from anything, I actually mean ANYTHING.
Days passed on and my urge to be around her and just look at her grew even stronger but I never had the guts to go and talk to her she looked too good for me to be true.
And then we had our exams, She wasn’t just beautiful but also smart, she was beauty with brains; without any doubt she did extraordinarily well in the exams while I was somewhere among the top 10 nowhere near to her and this made me even more negative about getting her.
Slowly, the year passed, we talked only twice or thrice over the complete year and I was declared to be a psycho in the class most of which comes from my not so good past in which I did so many things which made me the villain. For example - flirting with each and every girl of the class, this whole flirting thing started from when I first got into this school, I had to do something to get noticed, so I started flirting to with everyone. What initially started as temporary shelter for my loneliness and eventually ending up in becoming a habit. But seriously I never meant anything among it at the first place.
Then began the next year, the final year of our school life. It wasn’t just another year; it was an opportunity for us to write our future, an opportunity to be a part of that morning assembly for the last time, an opportunity to live by rules and an opportunity to live with your true friends for one LAST TIME.
And I wanted to live each and every moment of it to the fullest. So, I promised myself to get over Elena and concentrate only on my studies and my friends.
Friends, it just doesn’t define a group of people who enjoy their life with you, who take care of you in your bad times but in their true forms, they tend to change your entire life leading you to the path of success. And fortunately, I had such friends – Natasha and Dj, two people who probably knew me better than anyone one in my life, and then there were pemma, Showy and Arnold who were so fun to be around.
We would go to the same tuitions together and I must say it was the best time of my life, friends can make life so much easier, you don’t have to worry about anything…., We actually had so much fun, laughing at each for our stupidities, praising for our brilliance and enjoying our company.
I did almost forgot about Elena but there was a part of her which somewhere deep in my mind was reluctant to come out, as if she was a part of me… I remember Ficino’s lines in which he tries to establish a positive link between the heavenly and earthly Venuses:
He said – When the beauty of a human body first meets our eyes, the mind, which is the first Venus in us, worships and adores the human beauty as an image of the divine beauty, and through the first, it is frequently aroused to the second. But the power of generation in us, which is the second Venus, desires to create another form like this, it is the desire of contemplating beauty; and in the latter, the desire of propagating it; both loves are honorable and praiseworthy, for each is concerned with the divine image.
Probably even I had that image of her in back of my head which was too divine to be forgotten.
But I still tried and yet again - I lost to myself.
The year began with a lots of hopes, but slowly the misery of continuous tests, a pile of syllabus and never ending pressure of teachers and the parents took over all the hopes.
We all have tough times in life, Times when we feel like the whole world is conspiring against us, But then we meet someone who changes the definition of life, someone who changes the way you feel about life, someone who changes everything but you.
So, this story - The Paradise is not just a story, it's an experience, it's a quest to find that someone and enjoying the rest of your life with that special someone.
It's not just about love, its about friendship, family and dreams. It's about everything we look for in the life.
I hope you people will surely enjoy it. :)
And plz come daily and read it while i complete the story...
So, HERE IT IS - The Paradise
There she is walking in slowing, dressed in a beautiful white gown enlightening the entire hall with her pretty smile and that ever mesmerizing beauty.
Well, today we all are seeing each other after a long time, thanks to my and Elena’s idea of a reunion after our 4 years of hardship in different colleges all around the country.
I wanted to make this night the best of our life, I wanted something magical, something that none of us will forget for rest of our lives and wish that we all could have spent the last few years together.
But here we are , looking at each other surprised and wondering what difference the time can make, how much it can change a person and looking forward to what is gonna happen in next few hours.
“Hey Elena, have u always been this beautiful or it’s the effect of the full moon” I said in my ever flirting way.
“oh! really? I guess……………. it’s the effect of that empty glass of beer in your hand” replied Elena in her own ignoring way, winking her beautiful small eyes.
“Yeah!! but unfortunately I forgot to fill it at the first place, soooo……, I guess the moon is the one to be blamed…” I dodged it well enough.
She started blushing, something that used to always bring out the worst out of me.
“Thanks” - smiling, “so, who is the culprit around here to make YOU look that handsome”? She threw the arrow back on me.
But thanks to Natasha who showed up at just the right time and saved me from the arrow.
Well, even she looks amazing, She used to be a Fat Baby when I last saw her but look at her now , looks perfectly stunning in that sleeve less blue gown and black high heels .
I have to accept that things have changed a lot from what I knew 4 years back.
Atlast , everyone were there assembled in the Hall and looking so very different. Natasha took the stage and welcomed everyone to the 2013 batch REUNION. I have to accept she still has that stage humour which can even calm down a bunch of angry tendulkar fans.
She looked at me, smiled and began “ Five days ago, I was sitting there right in front of my lapi , eating ice-cream out of that big bowl when my mom came in and said that someone left a letter for me, I just made ‘who must have been that?’ face and opened the letter; never expecting that It will bring me here standing on this dice, looking at all of my lost friends and the faculties whom I missed a lot over past many years. Well, I am really very happy tonight, thanks to that idiot writer standing there in the corner who unfortunately, has been one of my best friends over the past many years. Thanks Rick , thanks a lot for calling everyone of us here tonight and writing this weekend with a permanent marker in my life.
Then she called our X—princi Mr.P.C Jordan to say something.
And there he was with the same old Hitler mustaches on his frightening dark face, adjusting his pants and trying to hide that big tummy of his. On a normal school day (4 years ago) none of us would want him standing there on the dice getting ready to give a speech. But today, even if Eminem was singing a classical Hindi song, we wouldn’t worry.
He started in his solid voice “I feel amazed and also very happy to see you all here, you people have really made me feel so proud for being such good friends, sticking around together even after so many years and being so successful in your life. After reading about your achievements in the letter which Rick gave me, I was dying to meet the new bankers, fresh writers, respected IAS’s, innovative software and mechanical engineers and ofcourse the half doctors. I really feel great to be a part of this and I thank you all for making this night a part of my best memories.
That was emotional, we had never seen that side of our princi, during school days he used to be the toughest guy you would have ever seen, He really made our school life miserable and the life of our juniors pathetic but I have to accept what we are today is all because of his rules and his strict behavior which took us to the right path and no doubt he is proud of us, he has to be - our 12th standard result was the best in all time.
So, one by one all of us took the stage and shared our experiences from life, for some the college was the best time of their life but still they were rational enough to atleast say that they missed their school days, while for some school days meant a lot, they spent the beginning period of their teenage with us, they were free to be a psycho, a punk, or a book worm and the best part was we all loved each other in all the forms.
This all reminds me of my life in school. 4 years have passed or probably more than that but still I can feel that morning assembly , that bunking of classes, snatching each other’s lunch, waiting impatiently for the period bell to go, falling in love with a new girl every day. It’s probably the best part of one’s life, you don’t have to fake a smile otherwise your friends will catch, you don’t need to do your homework alone, all you are expected to do is BE yourself and your friends will take you to a whole new world where everything looks AMAZING.
6 Years Ago
End of summer vacations, end of 2 months of late night sleep, end of loneliness and beginning of another academic year, beginning of never ending-never granted early morning begging for sleep, beginning of tasty lunch boxes, and beginning of what we call…….’FUN’.
We were all excited, who will not be? …. We had passed our 10th boards and were ready to enjoy being seniors.
I rushed to the school; the school building had never looked so amazing, all students dressed in white and blue coming back to the place where they actually belong.
I entered the class which didn’t look so very different but yes the faces did. Spiky, DJ, Pemma, were all over me then I turned around and saw the difference - 3 girls dressed in colored clothes and among them was she, in a red top and blue jeans looking just like anyone else in that room, They were the new comers.
I hurried to the ground for morning assembly, Oh! I missed it so much, all my buddies were there looking all ready for a new year. It began with the Morning Prayer followed by pledge, thought for the day and the special item and then came the princi for an inspirational speech to boost up our moral and welcome us back for a new wonderful year but for him “wonderful” meant “drastic”. His speech began with a good morning which was an indication that next five minutes were not at all going to be good. He talked about good marks, good behavior and a lot more; but who cares?? we were enjoying commenting on him, bringing out a whole different meaning of what he actually said.
Atlast it got over and with the end of national anthem the Morning assembly also ended. We all got back to our classes feeling so happy to see each other. Then the normal schedule started - continuous classes, continuous bunks, continuous passing of comments and the ever continuing bond of friendship.
Well, most of the students were old ones, the one’s I knew from past 3 years – Natasha, Dj, Pemma, Spiky and a few more and even there were some new faces the sleepy Sam and peter, the studies Stephan, then there were girls Cinderella, Patricia, Ashley and of course the one who changed my entire life the ELENA.
Elena looked just like some other girl in her early 16’s but she had that face which could attract anyone. In the beginning, I was mostly lost in my friends; enjoying my moments with them and creating a space for myself.
I didn’t even knew her name for about 2 weeks but then one day our chemistry teacher asked us a question and unfortunately none of the student could answer her and then she asked Elena and to my surprise she had an answer for everything. I hate it someone’s turns me down or proves me wrong and if I don’t know the answer to a question then no one in the entire class should know the answer to it; But there she is taking away all my self- esteem with each question she answered; That was the first time when I actually noticed her.
It all started with hatred and even I don’t know when it got converted into Love.
Love, probably has a the maximum meanings for a single word in the entire English dictionary; It means different for different people; but for me it used to be something sacred, something that only happens once and you are ready to do anything to get it. While most of this came from a lot of bollywood movies, the rest I found out over the years on my own.
I saw her and I couldn’t take my eyes off her, she really was blandiloquent; her sound - mellifluous, I would stare at her for hours, when you look at her, it’s like rhapsody playing all around you and all you wanna do is look at her. It’s not that I didn’t try to ignore but every time I saw her; my eyes wanted more. It’s like looking at the Tajmahal under a full moon; you are not satisfied unless your soul is completely bathed in its beauty. She was certainly beautiful but to look at her was more beautiful than her beauty itself.
Initially, only I saw her and then the whole class saw me, rumors passed on like jungle fire but Elena had no effect of it, she never talked to me about it or to be more précised she never talked to me about anything and from anything, I actually mean ANYTHING.
Days passed on and my urge to be around her and just look at her grew even stronger but I never had the guts to go and talk to her she looked too good for me to be true.
And then we had our exams, She wasn’t just beautiful but also smart, she was beauty with brains; without any doubt she did extraordinarily well in the exams while I was somewhere among the top 10 nowhere near to her and this made me even more negative about getting her.
Slowly, the year passed, we talked only twice or thrice over the complete year and I was declared to be a psycho in the class most of which comes from my not so good past in which I did so many things which made me the villain. For example - flirting with each and every girl of the class, this whole flirting thing started from when I first got into this school, I had to do something to get noticed, so I started flirting to with everyone. What initially started as temporary shelter for my loneliness and eventually ending up in becoming a habit. But seriously I never meant anything among it at the first place.
Then began the next year, the final year of our school life. It wasn’t just another year; it was an opportunity for us to write our future, an opportunity to be a part of that morning assembly for the last time, an opportunity to live by rules and an opportunity to live with your true friends for one LAST TIME.
And I wanted to live each and every moment of it to the fullest. So, I promised myself to get over Elena and concentrate only on my studies and my friends.
Friends, it just doesn’t define a group of people who enjoy their life with you, who take care of you in your bad times but in their true forms, they tend to change your entire life leading you to the path of success. And fortunately, I had such friends – Natasha and Dj, two people who probably knew me better than anyone one in my life, and then there were pemma, Showy and Arnold who were so fun to be around.
We would go to the same tuitions together and I must say it was the best time of my life, friends can make life so much easier, you don’t have to worry about anything…., We actually had so much fun, laughing at each for our stupidities, praising for our brilliance and enjoying our company.
I did almost forgot about Elena but there was a part of her which somewhere deep in my mind was reluctant to come out, as if she was a part of me… I remember Ficino’s lines in which he tries to establish a positive link between the heavenly and earthly Venuses:
He said – When the beauty of a human body first meets our eyes, the mind, which is the first Venus in us, worships and adores the human beauty as an image of the divine beauty, and through the first, it is frequently aroused to the second. But the power of generation in us, which is the second Venus, desires to create another form like this, it is the desire of contemplating beauty; and in the latter, the desire of propagating it; both loves are honorable and praiseworthy, for each is concerned with the divine image.
Probably even I had that image of her in back of my head which was too divine to be forgotten.
But I still tried and yet again - I lost to myself.
The year began with a lots of hopes, but slowly the misery of continuous tests, a pile of syllabus and never ending pressure of teachers and the parents took over all the hopes.
We had tests almost every second week and then there were tuitions, homework and other things to be taken care of. With continuous hormonal changes going on in your body, its very difficult to focus on just a single thing; especially if you love someone so much and she doesn’t even like you.
But then Elena’s behavior towards me started changing, Thanks to Natasha for that. Elena was Natasha’s best friend and Natasha was mine; in fact she was the only link between me and Elena.
Natasha would share almost anything with Elena, Telling her everything about me, my jokes- which would make her laugh for hours, and my never ending love for Elena. Elena felt sorry for not living me the way I did.
She once told Natasha “I feel sorry when someone loves me so much but I don’t.”
I realized: I was making her feel worse, so I controlled myself, I wouldn’t stare at her, or talk with anyone about her.
And then the things started to fall in place, Elena started talking to me, mostly in the tuitions but I couldn’t say even a single word of English when she was in front of me. This made the things worse, but still I managed to stay in touch, thanks to Dj and Pemma.
Our conversation was mostly on studies and about classes. Elena tried to keep it normal for me, trying to be a good friend and not a girl who rejected me.
I remember that night- Devin, Prince, Natasha bunked the tuitions and I was alone with Elena and other guys. After the classes were over at somewhere around 20:00 HOURS, I was waiting for the Bus near the Bus stop and Elena was standing on the other side of the road waiting for her mom to pick her up. She looked amazing as always in her black top and dark blue jeans. I thought of talking to her, I just went to her and stood beside her, after a few minutes of silence, She started – “Rick you are good in studies, then why don’t you get good marks in exam?” I was surprised by the question, but still I nervously replied- “Not everyone is like you Elena, I donno why I can’t do well in exams.”
“So, what does your dad do?” She carried the conversation forward.
“Well, he is in military, and that is why I landed up here far away from my native place.” I replied nervously.
“What about your dad?” I tried to do a bit of talking.
“He has his own Electricals business”
Her sentence was not even complete when her mom showed up.
“I guess I gotta go” She said innocenty. “and Ya thanks for staying with me.”
And I stood there watching her slowly fading in the dark….
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Deletenice... can relate somewhat to my school life...! :) carry on...! waiting...................................................! (y)
ReplyDeletelets see , i will write it by the end of this winter vacations :)
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