The Incomplete Tale..2

Chapter Two-Bonding Well

She looked simple but there was something about this girl, she had a spark. She was tall fair and her dimples were eyes catcher when she smiled. She had wavy hairs and suited her personality well. ‘Myra how you got a man in to bring luggage? Yesterday they didn’t allow my brother in,’ I asked to which she just winked at me and said, ‘No one can say no to me.’ She was full of life and always wore a pretty smile on her face.

But a few minutes later I found myself wiping off the tears, even Priya looked sad. No no she didn’t hit me but yes I was hurt to know about her. She told us that she is an orphan and lived in sunlight orphanage which was in suburbs of Mumbai since she was some two or three months old. But she was a bright student there and secured a scholarship. She had got admission to this college through that scholarship. I was really moved and went to hug her though she was a bit taken back by my sudden emotions. But can’t blame myself it’s like being emotional was my ingrained talent.

I was really touched by her story, can’t imagine how she was so happy being an orphan. She had no one whom she could count in as family, of her own. But she seemed to have accepted the fact and her life as it is and that too happily. She looked so smart and confident yet somewhere deep inside her missed being wanted.

‘Myra never feel alone we are with you now… your friends,’ Priya said trying to soothe Myra but it was like she was cool about being an orphan. Yes it was fine for her as she had accepted this life happily and had lead it well. Soon she got busy to settle her things, I and Priya went to get freshen up, ‘when we come back we will go out for walk,’ I said before leaving the room.

‘Wow this is so beautiful yar, how did I miss this while coming in,’ Myra said hopping down the lawn. Yes it was really beautiful and serene. It was laid like a barrier between boys and girls hostel, but it had become a great meeting point amidst this lush greenery. The touch of grass felt magical on our bare feet. The rains had arrived earlier than expected, the bushes had grown near the corners. It would be such a pleasure to walk around here at night with stars twinkling above, dimly lit. Though it looked a bit creepy and anyone would spook there to be alone. But it is a perfect place to hang around with your loved ones. We decided then and there that every night after dinner we will come here for walk without a miss.

‘Hey one more roomie is yet to arrive right. Any idea whose she what’s her name?’ Myra enquired to which we had no answer and obviously how could we know. ‘Come let’s go and find it. We will get information in admission register which is with Mrs. Swami,’ she said. I wondered how she knew everything like a jasoos. But this is what she was a cute little mischievous girl.

‘ Room no 104, Shweta Nagarkar, first year IT,’ Myra read out loud and keeping the register back, three of us ran out before the warden was back because she wouldn’t be too pleased to see unwanted visitors in her cabin.

‘Whoa… we really did that. This girl was complete insane we felt but it was fun. The day went on with stories from the orphanage that Myra narrated with exaggerated expressions but made it feel real. She told us that it was not like any other ordinary orphan, ‘It is supported by some people filthily rich and has made the orphanage one of its best. We have school and junior college with a good staff but the school is only for the orphans living there. Since I finished my tenth board I had decided that I will graduate and completing my studies I will work and support the orphans,’ she said with glimpse of tear in her eyes. But after listening those stories I had learnt one thing that she was a very kind and fun loving soul. It was going to be real fun to be with her for four years.

The next day arrived very soon it felt...we got up on time and rushed to the bathrooms, there was always a long queue. I was confused how I would reach at proper time to college everyday as I was very punctual. We freshened up before our new roomie arrived because we already knew she would be arriving here till 10 in the morning all thanks to Miss Myra…

There was knock at door and Priya ran to open it as it had become a tradition for her to open the door to welcome her roomies.

‘Hi, please come in,’ Priya said smiling and helped her with her luggage. She smiled nervously as if we were going to rag her. Myra got off her bed and hurled on the new roomie to hug her, ‘hello I’m Myra. Don’t worry we are not man eaters though I look like one without a shower,’ she said trying to make her smile at least. She had a short stature and a cute face, but looked pale. Soon after exchanging few words she felt comfortable.

She told us that she was from Ratnagiri and had took admission for IT but seeing our extraordinary big smiles she was confused. Later we told her how we knew about her but she was fascinated by our courage or to say by Myra’s idea to do so. She looked very simple and our extra ordinary adventure just to find who our new roommate was, she may be astonished.

‘This is just the beginning. Aage aage dekho hota hain kya meri jaan,’ Myra replied mockingly.

Well she was like a magnet everyone easily got attracted to her but must admit she had the looks that anyone would fall for her. Priya and Shweta agreed to this thought when I had said this aloud unknowingly. Myra was flattered and thanked me but she never left the sarcasm, ‘Aisha but I’m straight ha…don’t get any second thoughts,’ to which we all had laughed hard.

Shweta got busy with her arrangements. She took the bed beside Myra. ‘My aai has sent some laddos for me, please have one,’ Shweta offered us the laddos which were really delicious and instantly I started missing my mummy and her kitchen. I was treated like a princess back home, whatever I wanted was present before me but no I’m not a spoiled brat.

That night we went out for walk and as expected Shweta also liked the place. She is very simple and innocent. She told us that she don’t wear modern outfits like jeans and so on when I had offered her my jeans as her suitcase key was misplaced. But I was happy I had really good roommates and new friends. I was now excited for college to start, with such great company I wondered how much fun we were going to have when college start.

But I was missing him, I was missing Amar. We had been friends since kindergarten and now I had left him behind in Allahabad. I started feeling angry on myself for doing so but he had promised that we will be in touch and we both were sincere and kept promises well. But the guilt didn’t go of leaving him alone may be he was also missing, or maybe not. Though that wind chime always reminded me of him whenever it made melodious sound, yes it was a gift from Amar.

That night I messaged Amar, I had so many things to tell. I told him about Myra, Shweta and Priya. I told him everything as in like everything to which he surprising replied that I looked obsessed about my new friends. Yeah may be because they were really wonderful people. We all are from different backgrounds and cities yet we bonded with each other very well. It felt like we have known each other for a long time and got along easily. Amar was happy to hear about all this, he always wanted me to be happy.

Things had just been so good and I was now even more exited for college to start…

                                                                                                                         to be continued...