Every day is a new beginning but we don’t look forward for each day with great enthusiasm. But I love this day more than anything in this world at this point of time. I am going to school today.
OOPS………… It’s not that I am 3 year kid going to a new school but I am going back to school.
Yeah……. What you people think is right ……………….
Today we have an alumni meet in our school. Today it’s a school where kids and parents feel it prestigious to study here and it’s a gateway to the world’s finest education and luxury. But once it was just a reverent school with kids learning to live life as it should be and I was a part of it.
I was once a kid with an ever smiling face loitering around the verandas of that school without any trace of sorrow. But now I, Sunandha is one of the prolific writers of fiction, writing on almost every themes like love, hate, feminism, societal problems though I don’t wish much to be like that. I always wanted to be a mama’s girl telling her every story around me as if they are most important to her and me in this whole universe and we are the only beings in our world. But now I have changed a lot sitting in this balcony of my house sipping my morning coffee recollecting my good old days as far as I can …
Now it’s time. I have to get ready. I have travelled all the way from Bangalore yesterday to be here for the alumni meet. I am so tired yet I bumble up with joy.
Mom says , “You’re still like the same little girl looking at your wonderland in your game bubble”.
I love it when she calls me little girl, kid, especially Kuttyma (the fondest word she can use with me thinking I am a small girl still……………..MOM, I HAVE GROWN UP!!!!)
I am standing in front of a mirror admiring my beauty.
Oh…no….. Don’t think I am a beauty queen and I am admiring it. I am just an ordinary girl whom you can very well see but not admire at my beauty…… but my heart is very prettier than thousands of girls in this world and I believe I am clever. I am a sort of beauty which is not easily visible to people’s eyes but my inner beauty I am sure will appeal to your heart. Ok let me move on….. I am may get late.
I am wearing a blue georgette saree with silver border. Blue is my most favorite color. I love the blue of sky. I wonder at the blue of seas. I am always crazy for blue. It’s not only my favorite color but also to a special person in my life. I carefully dress up myself so that I look somewhat better. I chose a little jhumki with pearls and a necklace that matches with that. As far as I know it’s my best bib and tucker.
I am ready now. I am going to meet all my old friends, my old school and my old teachers. Everything is old but they seem fresh and live in my memories.
Now I am in my school. It stands with a pride ready to welcome its good old set of students who are now mostly in commendable positions adding feathers to its hat. I really feel jubiliant stepping into this huge building as its student almost after nine long years.
There, I could see a chubby girl once and now a beautiful lass and that’s none other than Dr. Sree. She smiles and waves at me and when she comes near me she hugs me. Our smile had a reason. We were once the best competitors and perfect rivals. We were never on good terms. But to be honest , I always had an admiration for Sree. She is a perfect student in all ways than me. She studied well but definitely she was not seen as a nerd. Now she is the best physician in India. After our school days were over, we got some time to chat in facebook and whatsapp and at that time did we truly realize that we had same opinions in most of the cases and by the way we are voracious readers of nothing but only popular fictions.
I am blinded suddenly. Someone is playing a prank by closing my eyes for a while. I know who is that. It’s Karu aka Karkuzhali, my first and best friend for whom I can give anything and everything in my life. She was the first to show me how a friend would be. Not only that she showed me what I am. I am really very happy to have a friend like her.(happy is not enough to show my love for her but I fail miserably at words here. Her love makes me stumble a little bit). If anyone could find a friend like her, then you are really lucky, I say divinely lucky for there’s none other than her. I was a little possessive of her. I want to ask her something about her another best friend but I choke.
Now comes the one and only Ashima. She is also a best friend of mine. I used to kid her as ALL INDIA RADIO. She could never shut her mouth silent when she knows something about people around her. The moment she gets a news about you, she’ll broadcast it to the whole school. She had different names like chatterbox, the language spoiler at school, the eligible graduate. But those days are gone. Now She is a language expert in Cambridge and lives with her husband and a daughter prettier than every doll available and continuously rattling like her mum and that makes her even more cuter (why, only Shakespeare can use double superlatives???.............. I will use double comparitives)
Along with us is our great preacher (that’s how we call her) Catherine. She believes in God and takes up His ways without any questions and maybe that’s why she is successful and happy. She is just not an ordinary Engineer but a bit more than that. She builds technology and thereby the economy of our country too. She is getting married in some months. Cheers to her happy married life.
Almost all have come. But my eyes are still searching for the one.
Oh my God , that’s Vignesh; someone says.
My eyes brightened. But to my great disappointment I could only see Sharan, his best friend but not him. I am disheartened. It is for him that I am here for I could meet my friends whenever I wanted to but not him.
Again a chirpy voice shouts, “hey, Vignesh , you’ re here. You bring joy into our company, man". I look up and that’s him. It’s none other than My pRince charming. The chirpy voiced girl shakes hand with him. He gives a brief yet the most captivating smile. I have a single thing to say to every girl all around the globe. Never look at the smile of your man. It has the capacity to pull you into a dream world forgetting everyone around you.
I thinks it’s not
necessary to say that I had a huge crush on this boy even during my school days
and still now too.
He is the man whom i have admired, loved and had my passions with; for the past ten years. As i have to be honest, i say , he has never been in love with me. but i love him. His smile, his uneven hair, his tall stature, his questioning eyebrow raises have made me crazy. I love everything about me. He is undefeatable in an argument. I never lost in anything but i love losing it when it was with him.
I saw him first in my standard ninth in my school but even before that i knew his name and it's because of my friend Karu. I am a very possessive friend of her so when she said Vignesh is her best friend, i literally want to kill him at first sight. but things changed, He killed me with so much of charm. I fell head over heals in love with him the moment I saw him. Its the same till now and will always be there. It was a moment of epiphany for me that i realized i am completely possessed by him.
"Who said only ghosts haunts; even lovely names have the power to haunt us". ( every name that is associated with her man is lovely for a girl )
Whenever I slept, I saw visions of My Mr.Handsome winking his eyes at me and holding me in his hand and we looked into each other's eyes and there was every dreamy lovely thing popping up in my tiny head too often.
Now, here He is. He is a perfect and complete man whom every girl loves to be with through out her life. But for heaven sake i want him only for me. His charming smile, uneven hair and above all the mischievous eyes that spark are still the same. He comes over to me. My heart beats at a terrific speed pumping up all the blood.
"Suna", he calls.
And i love it when he calls me Suna. He gives his trademark smile. I want to say straight to his face " Don't sway me away with your smile". but i couldn't utter a word.
He calls me again and I am back to the world.
I say a simple "Hai".
He hands over a card to me and it was his wedding card and I am invited.
I knew this already but i could do nothing but wish him a very happy married life.
He is going to be Vamsika's man in some weeks.
VAMSIKA...... That's his love.
He loved her dearly for an year and they are getting married soon.
He never knows that a girl loves him and admires everything that he does for Ten years and now is wailing over his wedding card for she wanted herself to be the bride but there stands the name Vamsika instead of Sunantha.
It was not his fault that he did not know of my love . I never had the guts to propose him. It was a typical shy tamil girl type.Cathy comes over to me and touches my shoulders. She knews everything about me as she was my most faithful friend . It was a touch made to console me.
Finally she asks me, "Why didn't you express your love for him?"
I could say nothing but I am not suitable and perfect partner for him. I remember many good looking girls loved him in our school but he never tilted even a glance at him and when they proposed, he simply rejected them with a slight mockery. They can tolerate this but definitely not me. I never wished to be the most pretty girl in my looks for i knew i was the prettiest in heart. But now I want to look pretty. I want to the best girl who can suit him. But some things can never be changed. It was my inferiority complex that made me far off from him.
I have many a times asked myself " why shouldn't a girl who is not so good looking Love and propose as she wishes?"
But all i got from my heart as a reply is "YOU ARE NOT SUITABLE FOR HIM. A PRINCE CAN NEVER LOVE AND MARRY A GIRL WHO IS LIKE A MAID SERVANT".
Cathy is still by my side. she asks, "why do you love him still?"
she cares a lot about me and I love her equally.
My instant reply to her is " WHO CAN STOP LOVING HIM WHEN HE SMILES?".
I love him today, tomorrow and will continue to love him as such for the rest of my life.
I am tired and so is everyone. we all part ways and he throws his smile at me waving a good bye.
I called him. He turned around.
I say, " You have the most captivating and mesmerising genuine smile of all"
he smiles again and says "Thank you".
I have atleast told him a part of the thing i had in my heart.