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 EK nazar main bhe...............

Hi to all of you who are interested to read it further (it looks like to be cultured as I must have to pretend this time) & also to those who are not, but intended to read this because of me of course half heartily (so the hello is).  

I am none but an aficionado of a sweet girl, which crooked out a bit stupid to me later. All you readers may think why this bullshit is narrated to you, usually every boy would have been in this site (if is straight) on this turn of verve, so I am at this juncture for you.

That was 2^nd June 2002 when I was a schoolboy who had just passed his high school this summer, fewer than 70% of marks (important to state), I had never been such a mugger or book worm but had sound concepts of my subjects. Thanks to our teacher Mr. Saxena who struggled very firmly to make our ass sitting on preside over for hours,

I had to set up my studies for 11^th and for that my father managed some coaching & my first coaching was going to begun, that of physics, subject which I liked most until I got sucked in that or become a dumb Romeo. Love sucks your whole studies if it comes from your class or coaching girl (normally). Let’s have turned on story. That was about 12 o’clock in that summer. My land line ranged,

Hey Ranbeer he supposed,

Hi from my side,

What about physics tuition Rahul said – As if he didn’t know that, I have to go there because our faculty was the only decent one in town for physics and my father clued-up his father I guess, but I have to retort as he is reliant on me and & will reach there only if I will go what a immense fevicol I got with me.

Let’s go together he sustained,

So are you coming with me?

Yap, fine enough, reach my place at 3:30; I replied,

For sure, I will be there Rahul, & I hang-up the call as those few minutes were like persecute for me which I can’t bear any more.

Rahul my so called friend whom I never found as one but have to pretend him so, because of my father, sorry I didn't put him in the picture. He is Hindi lecturer & chap Rahul was his colleague’s lad and my classmate too.

After that I asked my dad if he informed Mr. Yadav (his colleague) about physics tuitions he replied assenting. Rahul came at 3:45 pm as he was customary of being late and I hated that most. That was the hot and humid day of Kashipur, Oh! I forgot to tell u about my place Kashipur, it is a small town and is first plane after Kumaun hills near Nanital (the only thing to admire) but I like it like hell and why not it is my birth place. All the childhood of my small life I enjoyed there and my parents live there too. But the city is as hot as it can melt you down in the water of salt in the summer.

At 03:45 in the noon sun was at its severe. I was ready to go. I got over to Rahul

Why you are late? We have to reach their till 4, and its 3:50 already and u haven’t bought your cycle with you; what the fuck is that. How could you be so bizarre and because of you I am late on the very first day!! (as if it matters me most but I couldn’t waste the chance).

He begged; plz forgive me for this time and leave the topic.

I am also not interested in why you are late this is your habit but never mind what’s new

Why your face is glittering  I questioned;

Nothing the G.G.I.C. girls also going to join the batch; he alleged.

So what’s new is that? I asked in awfully rude tone.     

I was totally dominating him and somehow he was managing the situation by his plastic smile. We moved on my cycle and I have to bear that burden on it (Oh! Dad).

My dad, the most lovable person on earth (after my mom). He always urged to get me there where I wanted to attain in my life but in his own way. For that he used to tick off me. Many times he tried to give me bribes for being the topper but I never changed my fashion of living and captivating things so lightly. I knew that amend is the law of nature but I am a human being not nature. What a ludicrous philosophy I had. But he never left annoying.

Avas-Vikas is about 2 & half kilometers far from my dwelling and we reached there only 10 minutes belatedly. Fortunately we were only two on that day and Vibhav sir was not there. We turned out to be 12 in just six days 5 girls joined the batch Sneha Verma, Anjili & many more. The routine was good. Me & Sneha were friends from 9^th class and have studied together from beginning our tutoring we shared the same school though.

Hi, hello and exchange of smiles was like daily routines and we used to chatter a bit too. She was shear sexy I ought to say, a round cut face not so blond but very sexy figure, life-sized pectus too she was a bona-fide piece. Many guys were after her.

I also was trying to put up the shutters to, but all of sudden I don’t know why Vibhav sir said this to me

Ranbeer you will come coaching at 5 with VIDYA MANDIR batch; (the most reputed inter college of Hindi Medium of town).

 I was wondering why he found me so gifted. What was so persuasive to make him such verdict? But I have to follow that because he told that first to my father so I couldn’t make any excuses. 

That batch had some fastidious girls which I had heard by some friends of mine & this thing make me scratchy sometimes those days only when I haven’t completed my work or keep count bad in tests because I was new there.

That was 17^th July a Tuesday (of course I don’t remember this day just calculated it from the 20^th cause this was important to me and you will come to know why? afterward). I reached there on time and acted like a whiz kid and I was a bit good really. All of those guys were crazy about lass & was the sizzling topic. You can take it for grant because this was the epoch when boys start their hound on girls and consider their beauty, charm and figure for sure. So that was a new feeling to all of us. I haven’t seen the girl yet she was lacking from the coaching for three days, but was in qualm if she is a goddess or an angle which was mock to me by Nikhil & Shikher from that batch. It’s like if I see her, I will die at the particular moment for her.

Is she a model or something or she is Urvashi or Manika?  I asked Nikhil

Just see her and you will found out who is she; he exclaimed

What the rubbish none girl I have seen yet in Kashipur. Is she doesn’t belong the town?

I was having a great obscurity which was exasperating me. That was the most inanity I had eternally faced & what the crap that was. Next two days went like agony at that place. I had gone to my college, had fun in other places with other mates like Sneha, Sania siddique & more which were with me since 9^th class and I had tried both of them that is not the summit.

The day came, I had no likings about the subject which crooked out to be in those three days. The warmth was too lofty as customary. I got my dad’s scooter, I was tardy again but managed some how to attain on time, the summer was at its acute, I was like dipping in sweat. Even I had to thank my luck for that day that Vibhav sir hadn’t done with the previous batch of him otherwise all my stature would have been washed out. He was such bastered if it comes to discipline,so he  reviled the latecomers.

The previous batch was out of the room up till then, those were from my academy & I have to utter with them as if we were vanished in the Kumbh fare & haven’t met from a long decay or we have to carve up the entire life in the vein of bullshit, I ignored stopping her means to the room the girl who was nearby me.

Excuse me plz; she said.

My friend Vinod asked me to leave her way I went to aside but still haven’t gave an ogle on her. Oh! God what I had missed I can’t be so stupid so dumb I know that anon that those words would be my whole world perhaps my batch mates would be close to demise if they had got those words because the girl hadn’t exchanged a solitary gesture of interest to any of them even not a single speech too. The voice was as saccharine as honey what a bullshit I haven’t seen her hitherto then why these things will come to my intellect that was for those batch mates of course. So the girl actually was talking to me, my magic was all around. She was in thrall & I would be the happiest one. But that hadn’t occur I disregarded the girl. So stopping this crap allow me to come to the point.

In a swift I realized that I was tardy by 5 minutes the most awful thing was that sir knew that I was eminency outside the room. So all my efforts were in abortive because of that carelessness and I was claimed for a very heavy sermon for being tardy, no excuses were heard the only worst mania from which I was afraid of was going on. I was in a big jumble. I took my head down, listened all the baloney.

You are so irresponsible; the only reason of this behavior is my relations with your father I don’t know why people think akin to this manner how relations canister be the reasons, how a relation came in portrait at this time.

I will not tolerate this anymore, if you did it again I will not allow you to study here…… bla... bla ...bla. 15 minutes, how long will I have to tolerate this I was thinking, in the mean time my eyes were wondering here & there to perceive reaction on others face, apparently I was not interested to snoop him. It was going to be agonizing & my eyes stopped abruptly on a gold part of the pack. A steep exquisiteness, she was in a golden yellow salwar & kurta. Her face had the appeal of goddess Rati, the face was crimson like rose, immaculate like gold, and her hairs were on the wing in air of fan. I noticed a drop of sweat on her temple which seemed like a Perl. As a drop of dew on the rose in a winter morning. She was a existent angle in front of me, I was in thrall now profound in her allure. I was losing my sense, and the surrounding was mislaid from me I had no idea where I was and what I was doing may be I was going to be fainted, I hadn’t answered no matter which to Vibhav sir even  don’t know what he asked. I thought I had on no account seen any girl thus far. That hotness of the summer had departed my body was as frosty as hoarfrost. How striking she was or will remain in my memories at whatever time I think of that moment throughout my living. She was a waft I can’t envision any one better, I can assert that God had shattered (made worth) His whole summer vacation for this establishment. I am astound this time recitation her, my hand are shuddering what an impact that was.

I would have laid a hand on her if that table was not amid us, I know this is so dim but a truth is a truth. I heeded a sound at a sudden probing her beauty.

Where are you? Vibhav sir screeched.

Are you listening to me?

What you think yourself? Look at me.

Yes …yes sir I faltered.

I came out of delusion, plunge on the earth, and found all of them in my ambiance, still with bare where I was?

Sorry sir, keep this in mind,

What sorry you were not even listening to me. Better for you don’t repeat this again u sucked 15 valuable minutes; He proclaimed.

What he taught me that calendar day, I have no idea, but my hands were painting my notebook like an ant is dropped on it after plummeting it in ink, and it was wondering here & there on it. My eyes were on her; while she was tiring in writing, obviously she knew that I was staring her. Sorry didn’t enlighten her name yet she was DIVYA TRIPATHI. The ring master was watching this for making persuaded all his tigers hop properly from the blaze ring and sit suitably on the chair. So he noticed me doing hence. Hell off who cares.

Was that love, I was not so persuaded; if that was then I entitle it “Love at its best”. That’s why I used to hymn “EK NAZAR MAIN BHE PYAR HOTA HAI MAINE SUNA HAI……."