Monday, 12 August 2013

13. The friendship

   But things changed. I was not living like a prisoner anymore. I was a free boy and everyone were nice to me now. I don't know the reason but I was happy for myself. May be they were keeping an eye on me. May be they were showing their trust on me again. If yes, then I will make sure I don't break it, I thought. At least until I was adult I was not going to touch the beer again. And after my 18th birthday if I do it, I will make sure no one knows. I promised to myself. And may be because I was busy thinking about that girl now. Any of the options were possible.
   Anyway, I was looking forward to visit the place again. Not the place, I was looking forward to meet that girl. My girl. The plan was to visit the next day but uncle had to get back urgently and the plan remained as it was without getting executed. And I was not allowed to go out of the city alone. So, I had the only option. I had to wait. And I was waiting for the next saturday.
   I believe that when you need time to pass soon, every second looks like an hour. And when you are in a need of more time, it flies. Somehow the week passed. How, only I know. Finally, on friday night uncle arrived and I smiled the widest in the last week.
  "Hey superhero... still up..?" he asked me. Though it was only 11:30 at night but it was not a normal time to be up in a small town like Jamshedpur back then. Let me tell you that we are talking about 2004 right now. The time when facebook got launched. I only knew about it in 2007 though.
   "Actually I was trying to sleep but couldn't. So thought to watch t.v." I lied as I was waiting for him only.
   "Hmm... I see that."
   "What's the plan for tomorrow?" I asked out of curiosity breaking the one long minute silence. He looked at me like I said something wrong. I realized it but it was late. I asked him about his plan like we were the buddies.
   "The same. I will go to meet my students in the morning. Will you come too?"
   "Yes... I... I will come for sure. You can't go without me."
   "So what are you waiting for. Go and sleep. You have to wake up early. Go go..." For a moment my all hopes started to vanish. But after his smile, my hopes too came back with a speed of 100 kmph. And I went to sleep. That's a different thing that I couldn't get sleep for another one hour.
   As planned, I was there in the village by 11. And this time I knew her name. She was the younger daughter of her parents and her name was Anjali. This time I tried hard to not to loose my all sense and somewhere I was successful in it. I heard her voice that day. And I bet, one can fall for her voice too without seeing her face. I wished to listen that voice for whole my life.
   Everytime I met her after that day, I felt some kind of new energy in myself. I waited for saturdays now, just get a glimpse of her. I had no other job to do. Not any homework and no schools at that time. All day I only thought about her only. The use of cell phones was a big deal at that time. And I was not lucky to own one. And thus whatever long or short chats we had, we had on the day we met only. On saturdays. And the conversation were never too long. Just 'hi', 'hello', and 'whereabouts'. That's it. And I used to stare at her throughout when she used to ask questions to my uncle. Sometimes she noticed and sometimes she didn't. And whenever our eyes met in the process, I got the gift of her smile. Ever refreshing smile. The smile which filled me with a different kind of energy every time.
   It took me real 6 weeks to be a friend of her. That too, unsaid friendship. As our chats were getting longer now. Few minutes long chats when my uncle used to be  busy in other kids. Now we talked about her studies and school and sums and the subjects. Yes, we had only these topics to discuss about. Such a duffer I was. And I didn't had a gold adviser to tell me what to do and what not to.  But anyway, I liked talking to her on any kind of topic. At the same time, I knew that it was not enough. I was a sixteen year old teenager after all.
  ( continues......)

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