Friday, June 12, 2009
Missing Aastha
Truly said that time had wings. I didn’t realised when the whole week passed away. Aastha wasn’t bad as I thought. We had a gala time together. We even went out for shopping together. Though we have different personalities, we had similar style of dressing. Then came the D-day, we played our part pretty well and everything went too well. We had a week off from our tuitions. All were busy preparing for the exams. I swear that one week seemed to be yearlong for me. I was missing something but wasn’t able to figure out. It was only when our revision classes resumed, I realised that I was missing none other than Aastha.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Aastha-My Last Gleam Of Hope
My relationship with Aastha was just a show off, though I pretended like as if I enjoy her company. I had to do so, reason being my friends, who used to sing her praises. Time was running fast and our exams were approaching. All were busy with their last minute revisions. And a tragedy struck me; I lost my notes somewhere. I was disheartened..I didn’t know what to do. Who would share their notes with me? Even my best of friends refused to help me at that crucial stage. No wonder, Aastha came forward to help me out. I was hesitant to take her help but had no option left. Next day I got those photocopied. Her notes were just too good. I would have never prepared so well even with my own notes. One day our tutor told us that the coaching centre was organised a farewell party for all of us. We all were just way too happy. He suddenly threw a bomb on all of us. He said that all of us would have to prepare something for the farewell party, some performance and all. Everybody got busy with the planning part. I was confused what to do? I don’t have a dancing foot, nor am I good at funny jigs. Trying my vocal chords wasn’t a good idea either, though I am not that a bad singer. I wanted to do something different. My problem was solved next day when I came to know that they need someone to help in organising the show and host it too. I was too happy and offered my candidature to do the job. But how can something be so easy for me and then how can I do something without my dearly-lovely Aastha. The glitch was that they required two hosts and they were not able to pair me with someone. There were two classmates of mine who had also forwarded their names. As usual Aastha came forward and approached our teacher to volunteer. So I had my new partner-AASTHA again. You people must be wondering what a big deal with coaching farewell? Well our coaching was best in our area, the farewell parties used to be rocking. For next few days, I and Aastha spent a lot of time with each other. She was excited to know my poetic side and I was equally shocked to know her funnier side. That one week was definitely a turning chapter of our lives.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Aastha back for classes
All this had a very bad impact on me. I suddenly became quiet. All this continued for few days,until my mom noticed the sudden change in my behaviour. We both had a hearty conversation and i told her everything. She said that i should talk to AASTHA.It wasn't wise to waste one precious year of academic life because of all this. I called up Aastha and told her that it was not because of her. They were just my insecurities. I somehow managed to convince her. She was back for the classes. However, i still used to avoid her, as deep down the heart, i wasn't convinced enough to talk to her.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Mind-still wandering
With thousands questions in mind, i somehow attended the class. I left early as i was not in mood for any kind of conversation. I know, i was trying to escape but had no option. I never faced any such situation before. It continued like this for few days, until one day i realised that AASTHA was not there for the class. I won't say i returned to my usual self, but definitely i was feeling relaxed. It continued for few days. One day, while i was about to get back into my jolly mood, one of my closest friend came to me and said, " U must be very happy now. Ur wish finally came true." I was like- Hey Babes! What are talking about? I have no idea? She left without saying anything else. I was surely surprised with her sudden outburst.I called her in the evening and she said that Aastha has refused to attend the coaching as she thinks that she was the one responsible for snatching my happiness. That left me shocked. It was the best cooaching in city. I was not able to understand why this sudden bollywood melodrama is happening in my life?
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Aastha-stealing the attention
I hanged up the call saying that my mom is calling me n I have go..She said fine.
I swear the night was never that long. I was not able to sleep even for a single minute that night. Next day when I reached for classes, I realised everybody was staring me with several questions in their eyes. Trying to ignore them, I went to my seat but to my shock, nobody even my so-called friends were willing to sit next to me. And then SHE came, again looking like some model from page 3. Everybody was looking towards her with smiles and sympathy and extended a warm welcome. That was enough to irritate me further. She was stealing all the attention that I used to receive earlier. How could she do that? Leave her, how could my friends do this to me? The last thing which I was expecting from Aastha was to come and sit with me. And she did exactly the same. This raised further questions in my mind, which was already hyperactive. Was she doing all this just to be popular?? Was it just a gimmick or her concerns were genuine!!!!!!
I swear the night was never that long. I was not able to sleep even for a single minute that night. Next day when I reached for classes, I realised everybody was staring me with several questions in their eyes. Trying to ignore them, I went to my seat but to my shock, nobody even my so-called friends were willing to sit next to me. And then SHE came, again looking like some model from page 3. Everybody was looking towards her with smiles and sympathy and extended a warm welcome. That was enough to irritate me further. She was stealing all the attention that I used to receive earlier. How could she do that? Leave her, how could my friends do this to me? The last thing which I was expecting from Aastha was to come and sit with me. And she did exactly the same. This raised further questions in my mind, which was already hyperactive. Was she doing all this just to be popular?? Was it just a gimmick or her concerns were genuine!!!!!!
Thursday, January 15, 2009
The First Intriguing Question
With no option left except taking her call, i tried to spoke gently with AASTHA. To my amusement, i found her crying hard. I tried to console her, but to no avail. The next word I heard was SORRY. She started crying again and said that its just because of her that i am in such a situation. My heart knew that her apology was genuine but my mind refused to accept it. How can she say sorry to me? This was the first intriguing question i had about her.............
Saturday, January 10, 2009
AASTHA revisited
I didn't realised how to react. The person who made me so upset was standing in front of me to console. Instead of understanding her motive, I started shouting on her using choicest of abuses. Everybody turned around with shock. They had never seen me in such a violent mood before. I ran from there like anything. The icing on the cake was a tear in AASTHA's eyes. To My surprise nobody tried to stop or calm me down, instead they all were busy attending Aastha.
I reached home and then there were endless calls from my friends, telling me how rude I am? I was again shattered as nobody said, "Hey babes, what made you so insecure and upset?" Day was about to end and I was lost in my thoughts. My brother suddenly shouted, " Can't you hear, your phone is ringing?" N guess what--It was AASTHA again.
I reached home and then there were endless calls from my friends, telling me how rude I am? I was again shattered as nobody said, "Hey babes, what made you so insecure and upset?" Day was about to end and I was lost in my thoughts. My brother suddenly shouted, " Can't you hear, your phone is ringing?" N guess what--It was AASTHA again.
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