There was this discussion on the stage going on on sum silly topic noone would care to remember,all that I get reminded of was a voice,a voice so meliflous that it doesn't jus touch your ears,it infact gently brushes them,very delicately on the outer drums,n then in a flash of a second,forges inside..leaving you just Happpy!!!I didn't knoe him then,That's a lie actually, because it's impossible not to know a person like him,I knew his name and which stream he belonged to.The kind of a person he was, reflected on his face,so there wasn't any investigation or thinking required on that part.I had just seen him here n there walking in the college corridors,with his head held high and a personality that could send many a gal go down their knees...He was different.He was a star,an effortless celebrity.Sometimes ppl needn't have to do exemplary tasks to prove their worth or merely their differing from the rest.He was one of a kind,sumone who seemed very approachable but one would actually shudder before doing that,cos he inspired awe,not cos he was immensely handsum,profusely pleasant looking ,extremely spontaneous ..n blah blah,,,only cos he was not one amongst the regular herd of cows and goats and buffaloes and mules and...who came to the college to graze their books and files off!Once there was a close encounter when we came near to having a converstaion kicked off.That was wen he sat just two tables away from mine in the college library and one of my frends challenged me to go and approach him and ask his name..I felt stupid and infact scared.He was an apparent sweetheart ,sumone I very well knew would respond with the utmost modesty but a creepy cranky sneaky lil feeling inside me dodged the urge to do it..I doubt if I was actually scared,I was actually feeling a lil guilty-What did i fear,that he would say"why u *****,u cum to college to hit on poor,innocent handsum kids like me..."...Forgot to tell you..I was his senior in college.That's even more embarrasing-Senior gals are supposed to talk to their junior boys in typical conventions,tell them wats good or bad for them,chide them when they drift away,scold them when their grades go low in exams,encourage them when they win laurels in footballs and quizzes ,keep an account of their professional and(personal if permitted)lives and yes...be jus the watchdog,Nannyma....That was a self prepared ethic that I weaved and weaved till I finally imbibed it in my veins,as though it was sum unopposable preposition....Cuming back,Yeah that was my last day in college then,n he sat on the stage effectively ruminating the collosive marvel of all points listed,in the group discussion and unarguably ,becuming the best speaker that day.I just remember his voice modulation and the magic that he created...You don't have to know sumone to go crazy over his voice,or even his attitude,in fact his everything...I wasn't crazy bout him ,I wasnt even sure if I would ever like him,But very often in life,you wanna talk to certain ppl u just glance at,u remotely look at ,u sheepishisly stare at.......These predicaments don't imply that u like him;it's just dat u wanna talk to him once,just once------That 'once ' for me had to be today or it would be never,cos I wasn't going to cum to college after that.He was there at the entrance,smiling,happily accepting the huge outpourings that flowed from the public,who raved and ranted about his performance.Everybody seemed to know him and everyone wanted to congratulate him...I wanted to go last,not cos i was shy,but jus cos i was scared dat he would jus walk away,actually no!i was sure he wouldn't do dat.You can predict sumthings very accurately about certain ppl cos their eyes,their expressions reveal every bit of wt they are...I waited cos i jus didn't know wt to say,but I knew I had to tell him sumthing,atleast a small lil hello...yaar that would be silly....Well,there he was cumin out,out of the door ,and technically straight upto me,cos that was the way out,sumhow I was there blockin the door..
"you have got a beautiful voice,u speak really well.....very impressive..............."That was n't the slightest of flirtation.These words just popped out,overpowering the several "hellos","hi's",and cte lil smiles that provoke better ones,that i had rehearsed....He looked at me,gave a smile,yeah he was perfectly normal and didn't even say a thank you....actually I amn't sure if he heard me cumpletely. cos it seemed he was in a hurry to blurt out sumthing .",,,I always wanted to talk to you................".....The world could have crashed for me at that moment,crashed very happily like thundering clouds give out the precious of waters and breaking shells reveal the best of oysters.I had the minute that owned such a beautiful moment of my life and i didn't want to let go of it...There are moments when you are not stoned or stunned,not even zapped to a single breadth of life,you are jus in the air,floating high with a whim that the fancy of these foregone moments continues and the feeling just stays,just that particular amount of magic....not more of it,definitely not lesser than that!
that is simply amazing .brilliant .
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