feelings for her by Vishal Singh (books to get back into reading .txt) 📕

Jay,” After exams, again my chat inbox became
green, almost every student of AIT was online that
day, So, was Drishti, I remembered her promise,
promise that she would spend time with me, I
typed….. ”

Jay,” Hi Drishti !!!!!!”

Drishti,” Hi, How were d xams ????”

( Why these girls just don’t leave the exams, Every
time they make the boys like us feel sad, we expect
them to talk about something about life, they still
make us stick at exams ……. )

Jay,” Just managed to cross the border…..”

Drishti,” Border…….???? ”

Jay,” I mean to say, 40 marks…. Anyway r u
doing something tonight ????”
Drishti,” Just packing the things, Daddy has made
reservation for me & Ankit is also joining me too,
from New Delhi, day after tomorrow….”

Jay,” This is not fair, You had promised me
naaa…… & Now you & Ankit going home, Deepak
is also leaving tonight, Why can’t you all celebrate
1st sem end with me….. ???? I’ll become alone
again……..”

Drishti,” Sorry yaar, Dad’s call, I can’t do anything,
Koi nhi yaar kal ka pura din to hai, hamare pass, We
will make it rock…..”

Jay,” Bas 1 din…….”

Drishti,” Don’t take it as 1 day, take it as 24 hours….
”

Jay, “ Accha ye baat, to fir theek kai, Let it make
24*60*60 seconds………… ”

Drishti,” Ha ha ha……..”

Jay,” & 1 thing more be ready for a surprise…
See you sharp at 7:00 a.m. at OAT……..”

Drishti,” Sure, I love surprises…… I’ll wait, Just tell
me, How would you like me to dressed-up with….”

Jay,” Just be as simple as you are, My friend
Drishti Gupta……. O.K….. Gud nyt…. Acheiy se
packing kar lo……. Ab disturb nhi karunga……”
Drishti,” Cool, Gud Nyt…. Just waiting for
tomorrow….. …..”

That complete night, I couldn’t sleep, I went to
terrace, enjoyed a cigarette, put fire over some
wooden logs & started practicing the song which I
wanted to present her as surprise with guitar
notes……..

Yaadi,” Oh! So Nice!, How were you feeling? More
importantly, which song you were gifting her.. ?? ”

Jay,” I can’t express those feelings in words, all I
could do was just practice as hard as was possible
for me, I continued that session till 4:00 a.m. like as
tomorrow was my JEE exam, I’m sure if I would had
studied like this for my semester exams, I surely had
got a pointer of 10, Anyway I quickly responded to
alarm for the first time in my life at 5:30 a.m., I
practiced my song again, She was still sleeping (My
binoculars told me), I went for a quick shower, I
dressed myself as best as I could, Ankit was also
dressing himself, My driver had already parked Tata
Sumo on my call at time, I along with Arun & my
guitar boarded into it & drove straight to OAT,
There she was, looking as pretty as always, as calm
as always, Even often it became impossible for me
to break eye contact with her, She too boarded in,
with me & Ankit at front & she at back, Now it was
my responsibility to make a day for them,
specifically for her, I boosted my car straight to,
Appu Ghar Amusement Park, Pragati Maidan : it is
probably one of the first amusement park with so
many rides and is quite popular among families…. I
just wanted to ride with her, we went for several
rides, we all 3 screamed, shouted, laughed &
enjoyed a lot, We tasted lots of food items, icecreams….
Ankit showed his one of the form, he was
very good in mimicking, He was copying various
film-stars, about first 6 hours were so amazing that
they passed like a second, then I headed my car to
Dilli Haat : Dilli Haat is a combination of food plaza
and craft bazaar located in the heart of Delhi, I
gifted some craft works to Ankit & Drishti, We
enjoyed the flavor of Chaant, Then to relax, I
diverted the car towards Lotus Temple :It is the
temple built in a flowerlike shape and hence
commonly known as Lotus temple, It is the Bahai
community Temple, What an awsm place it is, we
experienced complete silence, even if you know
about meditation, you can feel your heart beat,
then after making ourselves cool & calm, it was
time to give her surprise, I drove straight to Dublin
Club, where the party was on, Everyone was busy in
rocking the floor, I made Ankit to busy there, He
too responded to it, he was like an all-rounder, he
was dancing like a professional Hip-hop dancer,
but the point to focus was her,

I asked her to come
with me to just enjoy the fresh air outside the club,
She smiled, She too was waiting for the surprise, I
gifted her a small key-ring guitar with Drishti
written at its back, I took my guitar from car, I sat
down on knees & with guitar I sung 4 lines which I
had prepared for her………

“Maine Sada Chaaha Yehi
Daaman Bacha Loon Haseenon Se Main
Teri Kasam Khwaabon Mein Bhi
Bachta Fira Naazneenon Se Main
Tauba Magar Mil Gayi Tujhse Nazar
Mil Gaya Dard-E-Jigar
Sun Zara O Bekhabar
Zara Sa Haske Jo Dekha Tune
Main Tera Bismil Ho Gaya
Gulaabi Aankhen Jo Teri Dekhi
Sharaabi Yeh Dil Ho Gaya
Sambhaalo Mujhko O Mere Yaaron
Sambhalna Mushkil Ho Gaya……………………………….”

Yaadi,” Solid Bro, Pura gaa diya ??? Maan gaye….
Kya reaction tha uska ??? Vo to fida ho gayi hogi….
Jaldi bta……”

Jay,”I too expected the same, but first she
clapped & then she started laughing, laughing like I
joked in front of her…… She told that my voice was
awsm but not the way I played guitar as my guitar
notes were not matching with words, then to my
surprise, She asked me to sing again & she started
playing the guitar, like she was playing it since
birth….. ( What is this haan, these girls are even
better than boys….. Is there any field where they
haven’t reached……. ), I was feeling totally
ashamed of myself, my whole practice session was
there shattered into pieces….. She further made me
aware about the fact that she was a very good
guitarist during her school-days, even Ankit
suddenly came & started exploring her
performances at St. Martha, even he accepted that
he too was a fan of her, the way she used to play
guitar, was something different for others, Though
the whole complete day went awsm with wonderful
start but not the end, all I could do was just to drive
back to AIT……..”

Yaadi,” Hard Luck haan… But who can expect her to
be an excellent guitarist, Kuch bhi keh yaar Ladki
takkar ki thi….. Then next day, How did you bid
them farewell? ”

Jay,”Ya you can say it as Hard Luck, but I don’t
consider it to be hard, as when I dropped her at
girl’s hostel (after dropping Ankit), seeing my face
sad, she told that she knew how much I had
practiced for her, as she knew guitar is not so
simple as it sounds, She appreciated my hard-work
& to my surprise She promised me that she would
teach me guitar from second semester…….. At that
moment I was on the top of heaven, not only
because she would teach me guitar, but mainly
because I would spend time with her, Oh! That
promise, That promise increased my wait for arrival
of 2nd semester, I just said bye & turned back
towards car, But suddenly she hugged me, I was
puzzled with no emotions, I didn’t know how to
react, Then she said thanks to me for giving her
that day, & much more for that wonderful song..... ”

With this Jay starts dancing, he is unaware of
the condition he is living with, he is feeling as if he
is there at AIT, just close to Drishti, He is humming
the same song which he dedicated to her, he finds
himself very relaxed & he is appreciating his
Octision, Octision of sharing his written copy with
Yaadi, as by this mean he is able to live again…….

Yaadi,” Yaar, Sach me usiey teri aawaaz pasand
aayi, Balley-Balley…. Teri practice zaaya nhi gayi….
Mai uus lamheiy ko mehsuus kr skta hun………”

Jay,” That was one of the best moment of my
Life………”

Jay went to Bedroom & comes up with another
photo album, He shows Yaadi each & every photo
of that day one by one, Even he is so busy in
showing those photos that he forgets to kiss his
burning cigarette, he is describing each & every
photo in detail, There at rides, at Dilli Haat, at
Lotus Temple, at song dedication……….

Jay,” I wish, I could freeze that moment, But this
almighty doesn’t allow anyone to freeze moments
of joys, otherwise how would one be aware with
feeling of sorrows, If there is no bad time, then how
would one say a time to be good……… Anyhow I
told her that I will drop her to the station along
with Ankit tomorrow, by giving her smile, I came
back to hostel room, I was feeling drowned, as
something is moving away from me, there would
not be someone’s presence from tomorrow, Ankit
had done his packing, he was sleeping as the whole
day had made us exhausted, I went to terrace,
there she was, there she was smiling in front of
mirror, packing happily his remaining articles, she
was very happy, It was difficult for me to judge her
mental state, she was happy because of me or
because of going home back, you can’t predict any
girl’s mental state, She made light off, It made me
impatient, tomorrow she wouldn’t be in front of my
eyes, what else would I do…. This thought made me
restless & invited me for the first time to go for half
a dozen cigarettes consecutively, one by one I
finished the whole packet & again in memory of
her, I went for sleep, Next morning Ankit was there
with all his things packed, I done my packing too,
we along with Drishti (who this time sat beside me,
Ankit at back) drove towards station, But I was not
making any eye-contact with her, even I was trying
to focus my mind straight to the steering wheel &
road outside, as I didn’t want to carry the memories
of her to the graveyard back, within 45 minutes,
station arrived, I helped her in carrying her articles,
I didn’t want to go with them to the train, but I
couldn’t resist myself when she asked me to
company her to the train, we were discussing about
the ups, downs, sweet & sour memories came along
with end of 1st sem, With a loud horn, their train
arrived, Ankit along with Drishti ( My heart piece)
boarded into it, with a jerk train accelerated

she
was waving her hand, I was just smiling, Ankit once
saluted, But what happened to me, I started
running, finding her to be going away from me, I
was running as fast as I could, remembering me my
early days at football court, She was yelling at me
to stop, But I didn’t, I matched my speed with her
window & with full strength I asked for her phone
number, She replied,”” Achha ab yaad aa rha hai,
pehley nhi maang sakta tha, its 9911….. ”, only I
heard first 4 digits, as train accelerated more & I
lost the race, but I kept on running just to get her
smile untill the platform ended….”

Yaadi,” Yaar itni jaldi, koi kisi se itna pyaar kaisey
kar sakta hai, sirf 4 mahino me, Yaar tu to tuut gya
hoga, sab ghar jaakar khush hoteiy hain, par ghar
par to tere liye kuch bacha hi nhi tha…... ”

Suddenly Jay becomes sad, a little bit depressed
with emotions, even he forgets to use graveyard
instead of word ‘ghar’, he kisses the same golden
chain with ‘C+D’ marked on it, remembering
someone, He is using the same laptop, he is visiting
someone’s profile, looking like Drishti Srivastav’s
profile, There is a time line cover, It is looking like a
complete family, there is a married women with her
husband, along with a small daughter & a son……
There is a guitar’s image there at profile picture,
Jay is kissing that married women, his eyes
turned wet again, he suddenly logged out…….. He
is moving to & fro in the room, He washes his face,
He is now combing his hair, giving them a genltle
style, His eyes are looking red but tears have
stopped falling, He is using his guitar, he is
humming songs to make him feel better, Now he is
looking fine, He is continuously staring at cigarette
packet, he takes out another cigarette & lights it…..