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Summer holidays over. School reopened. I was the first and only one in the school .I was waiting for my friends.during vacation we didn't keep in touch. namita,shweta,nandy,devi are my best friends and among them akshaya devi is my buddy.we were best friends from 7 th std now we are in 10 th.
"nethraaaaaaaaaaaa"a femiliar girl's voice broke my reverie.it was gautam.he is the nerd . though he is a boy ,much of his friends are girls and he owns a girl's voice.even boys didn't care about him.gautam as i know was very bad at sports but i am sure he was better than me!he came running towards me
"Nethra ..how are you?"
"oh i am good.what are you up to?"
"i am perfect. i finished learning science first lesson -'agriculture' i tried to workout maths sums but i didn't understand so i left that for later."
idiot,i mused,i even didn't open my book,didn't even see the cover page but this fellow....
suddenly i was locked in a tight hug.
"babe ...i love you...how are you?? oh! god you look so stunning"
"oh my god ..devi ..you are breaking my ribs.."i said
"oh! sorry"
"i am fine mam.and for your information i never looked stunning" ..
devi enjoyed appreciating and encouraging others.and that is one of the reason why i loved her so much.i have never seen her cry nor sad.she is a fun loving girl.her round face,chocolate colour,dark balck hair,chubby cheeks....were that attractive?? i don't know.but i like her.
"stop saying that, you really are!!!"
"ok fine" i had to agree not that i was stunning but because there was no point arguing with her.
soon every body started coming to school. i could see svetya, a girl of breathe taking beauty, giggling with her friends standing infront of her class .she is in class 8 and most of my class boys are behind her.she is a excellent actor and orator .she waved at me i gave the same.
i saw namita and shweta happily coming towards us.namita ,as always, gave me a warm hug and shweta who don't like hugging gave a disgusted look.soon akshaya nandhini whom we call nandy and her friend cum neighbour meg embarked.we all jointed and started conversing about our vacation.boys made the class boisterous.everybody exchanged hellos.when all the attention was on baradwaj who was portraying his 'adventure holiday trip to gujarat tale 'which was not at all interesting to me ,devi poked me"what dude?" i asked her
"i want to tell you a secret..come with me"she told me with a expressionless face.i have never seen her like that.she was known for the broad-wide smile that she always wore.thinking what the secret will be i followed her to the basket-ball court in the ground floor.she didn't speak a word while we were climbing down the stairs .And i ,as a understanding friend, didn't ask her any thing..
Nobody cared about our absence.everyone were drowned in baradwaj's gujarat tale.devi got my hand and pushed me to the wall and said with loads of difficulty in her face.
"listen to me carefully. i don't know whether this is true or not but i want your help.i believe you and i don't want so to say this to any one .this happened when we were in 7th and if i didn't tell you now i think i will be late"
i didn't understand anything what she said.so i asked" is this some kind of prank??"
"Nethra. i am serious"she wispered to my hears
"nice joke man.you ?? serious???"i guffawed
"iiii am no jokingggggggg" she bellowed.
the whole ground stared at us. mrs. teena our class teacher cum biology mam came running towards us" what the hell are you doing here? both of get to the class now.. NOW!!!" she yelled.
now i could she mrs.tenna's voice have gained us popularity. 1 std, 2 std kids were peeping from there windows to see their ex-school pupil leader, me, being rebuked in the first day of the new term.
*****
we went to the class. b'waj(baradwaj) has not yet finished his fantasy.out of my curiosity i asked devi " ok..i am sorry .now tell me what you want to tell me"
"may be later..but promise me that you won't mock me up nor confide it to anyone.please."
"sure..i won't "
****
first period was mrs.sunitha menon's. she is my most favorite social teacher.her beautiful face , her ability to teach without boring the students ,her little jokes and her little talks makes her one of the best teacher in the 'master form cbse school for the genius'.
"gud morning.how are you all?"sid sunitha mam
"gud morning ma'm we are fine, what about you mam.?" it was gautam who answered behalf of all of us. he never missed a chance to butter the teachers .
"i am good .i brought chocolates for you guys.it was my son's birthday yesterday." sunitha mam said in her musical voice.
rokey, a guy who looks like an african .he is very naughty ,irritating and disturbing.though he cracks jokes,which often comes in page number 7 in our school magazine as 'rotti maggi jokes',which everybody finds it funny and i find it silly.he grabbed the chocolate packet from mam and tried to snatch almost 12 chocolates from it.
" wait rockey, everyone wants it.....i will give you...wait....ROCKEYYYYYY" sunitha mam lost her patience.though rockey is short he is very very strong. that is why he is the ultimate winner in short put, 400mts.200 mts, 800 mts race,and many other sports activity..though he have the potential to pass in all subjects he end up failing in all.
atlast rockey left the packet with mam taking 5 for him.mam handed it to meg ,the class monitor,to share it. i took two and passes one to devi who was sitting to my right.
"i don't want" devi said.
this is not unusual.she never loved chocolates unlike me who is ready to devout her heart and soul to eat chocolates.sometimes my mom would tease me saying that i was born to eat chocolates. so i filled my pocket with two chocolates including devi's as usual.
after the chocolate distribution we dragged the class chatting and discussing about our vacation trips.b'waj was ready to recite his adventure trip to gujarat once again and my senseless friends were ready to listen to it again giving the aahhs and ohhs where ever it was necessary to make it more interesting.
"devi ,this is the right time ,nobody is listening to us.tell me..." i said to akshaya devi moving close to her.
"right. wait...ok.."
"what.. tell me" i said again looking at her gloomy face. was that devi's face i thought for a second.whenever i heard a name devi her sweet, pleasant,wide smiled face came running to my mind.the sight of her face brings happiness to me but now...
"listen to me carefully.....ok...nobody is listening to us right??? ok ..listen to me carefully. i don't know whether this is true or not but i want your help.i believe you and i don't want so to say this to any one .this happened when we were in 7th and if i didn't tell you now i think i will be late"she said
"Devi ....you are driving me mad..if you want to tell then tell or....don't waste time spit it out whatever it is!!!@@@##!!!" i sort of yelled but thanks to b'waj nobody heard me.but devi looked perplexed.
"ok . fine . i think i am in sincere,deep,true love with neerav" she spitted it out.
"holy crap" i screamed . this time b'waj was not able to help me.my chime was good enough to gain the whole class' attention.
"what happened?" asked krish,the tallest boy of our class who's main job is gossiping .there is no news in the school which he don't know.he chase information before it the information reach the required person.so he is one of the important person in our school,the most wanted boy.teachers reach him first to update their knowledge with fresh and spicy gossips and rumors.
" oh! nothing.i was ...."i didn't complete,they didn't let me finish the sentence and i don't want to finish. Again thanks to b'waj. i promised myself to listen to his story very soon.everyone were listening to that as if nothing has happened.
As if the sun didn't rise from west ,as if crows weren't white in colour,as if humans hadn't four legs.....as if devi was in love with Neerav.
" Neerav-the tall,handsome,multi-talented,cute,owner of 2 BMWcars and 5 apache bikes,that boy of class 11 th......who won the best student award and the school perfect title for 2years in a row and waiting for the third one this year.That av??"i whispered to her incredulously.."yes.yes.yes...what's the problem?"she replied as if nothing has gone wrong.
"problem?? man...its a disaster"i said"the problem is he is in 11 th and there are many beautiful girls behind him and don't mean that you are not beautiful..you are!..and the second problem is he even don't know that we exist and the major and important problem is HE IS THE ONLY GRANDSON OF OUR PRINCIPAL!!!!"
"nethra ,i just said i love him. i never said that i am going to propose him nor marry him now." she said very politely.
trringggggggggggg.....the school bell rang.I was hearing it after 2 long boaring months.this sound also indicated the exit of sunitha mam,i.e.end of social period ,and the entry of some other teacher.since this is our first class of this term we didn't get our time -table so we were waiting to see which teacher's entry is next.
"fine..i agree i overreacted" i admitted
"what are you guys up to??" it was shweta..
"nothing much dude, just chatting" devi provided her with an answer.
"you know,i am looking forward for this year.now we are in 10 th we can join the annual school tour.."shweta said
" o' ya..me too." nandy joined us." but i wish they didn't ask for2 thousand rupees or so."
"but we have to pay Rs.2000 or so if we are taken to far off places"namita sid
"that's true" preetha supported her
"any way we will have the casual camp for 600 rupees where everyone will come for sure"i stated
we chatted till mrs.teena strolled in to broke our silence.Mrs.Teena our class teacher for 4 years and this is her 5 th year as our class teacher.so she knows us all very well.she is also very friendly.sunitha mam and teena mam are best friends.
i like them both.teena mam has been very supportive to me.the flashback hit my mind..
I was in class 9. there was an opportunity for my seniors to take part in the school council election where 5 interested students from class 10,11 and 12 compete each other.on the day of election a girl who is also known as Nethra was absent for some lame reason.when krish informed this to the teachers they were all very panicked as the chief guest- MLA of our district ,principal of national model school and our own principal are the guests for this election day and as nethra of class 10 th was absent , there were only 3 girls taking part in this which makes the event unsuccessful as there were 5 positions like
THE SCHOOL PUPIL LEADER
ASSISTANT SCHOOL PUPIL LEADER
CULTURAL SECRETARY
SPORTS SECRETARY
DISCIPLINE SECRETARY
therefore we need totally 10 participants, 5 girls and 5 boys.and unfortunately the school has spent for the banners printing the name .
Nethra's name was strewn all around the school.so instead of taking risk by forcing other girls of class 10,11,12 or instead of changing the banners which were propped on all the 4 walls they caught me.
I have to agree ,no other way go! my friends advised me to feel proud but i didn't.
"how can i feel proud ? why should i feel proud ? just because me name is nethra they are telling me to stand for the election .. what if didn't get any vote.??what if seniors started bullying me?? god!! i am dead..." i told to my inquisitive friends.later did i know that even teena mam was listening to this.
" hey,why are you getting tensed? all you have to do is say few words about yourself and what you will do as a SPL and why should they vote for you.this is actually a golden opportunity!and we didn't choose because your name ,Nethra. we chose you because i think you are capable of being a SPL and also you are quite famous in the school which can win you votes. all the best child. have faith in you."after saying this teena mam then quoted swami vivekananda's quote "you can do anything and everything."then she went down to decorate the stage and invite the parents for this ceremony.
she injected some confidence in me.that was true.i collected some courage. then started preparing for my SPL speech while my friends too followed teena mam after saying all the best wishes."we will definitely vote for you." devi said it by hugging me. i said thanks.
i could hear the welcome song and chief guests speech ,though i was sitting in my class.krish came running to call me on to the stage. its time for my death ,i mused.
krish patted on my shoulders and said" we all want the SPL to be from our class .All the best".
for teena mam, for my friends , for my class i did my best . i did shiver on the stage but tried to hide it by using hand gestures and pacing up and down. i was thankful for the audience who were really interested in my speech may be that is why the clapped and answered when i ask some questions.actually it was an extempore speech .i didn't use the single word from what i have been practising.and when i ended i could hear a roar of applause.i ended being a school pupil leader( SPL) at last .many congratulated me .i also thanked all for choosing me as their SPL and promised i would do my best. it was all only because of mrs.teena .
neerav was elected as the SPL in boys.i myself voted for him .but we never had a friendly conversation at all. whenever he spoke ,it was all regarding the school.every talk was business like.sometimes i feel like he was shy to talk to a junior girl. .....may be. Sometimes he acted as if he didn't know me. so i always acted as if i don't know him.
" what is nethra thinking about?" it was teena mam
i forgot i was in my school. what were they doing all this time? was i dreaming with my eyes open like a fish?, i bemused.then answered" nothing mam . "
"i can see everyone is physically present in the class and i hope everyone is mentally present too." teena mam said.
should i say sorry? .....but i didn't.
"what was going on?" i asked preetha who was on my left.
"b'waj tried to repeat his story but teena mam said that it can be done later and she almost finished two pages from the lesson 'agriculture'.And ...and the bell is going to ring in two minutes." preetha said it as if teaching a chemistry lesson.
"great" i chimed
exactly after two minutes 'trrrrrrrringgggggggggggg' the school bell rang.now it is interval.
meg shared two biscuits with me. they all headed to the wash room like pakisthan army invading india. i and devi stayed back in the class to discuss a bit more about her love life.
i was chewing the chocolate which sunitha mam gave us in the first period behalf of her son's birthday.devi said the same thing again.
"akk, why do you think you are in love with him?" i asked
" i don't know...that's a stupid question Neths...may be because i am always thinking about him.dreaming about him and...." akshaya devi said.
"and? what?" i asked
" And i feel like i was born to love him ,to care him." she completed
"like i was born to eat chocolates." i said" today morning when i saw you . you were chirpy .what happened later.?"
"coming to school is fun because i can see him . it always made me happy. but ... but he doesn't know me.and i saw him talking to divya of his class when you were chatting with namita . and seeing him talking closely with divya made me jealousy." she answered to me.
coming to school is fun because i can see him . it always made me happy. is this what she said?i always thought my presence made her happy. i was a fool. she come to school to she that nincompoop not me!!! i was an idiot to think that she loved me! the first two sentence from her made me angry.
" i hate you akkk" i said seriously but it sounded like a kid.
she smirked"come on! you are my best friend and i want him as my boy friend."
"whatever.. what you want me to do?" at last i asked her something sensibly.
" i want you to introduce me to him" she said ,sounding like an actress waiting to see the hero who is coming from pluto.
How can i do that? After all he always acts like he doesn't know me. But i have to help my friend.
" Sure . I will do it. But not now ,let the time come.Ok??" i said
"i trust you." akk stated.
The classes went by chatting , learning, mocking...At last it was our time to get back to our houses. Devi is already accustomed to her hostel life. Most of my school mates live in the school hostel. All this time i have been with my parents and now,today will be my first day to the school hostel.Since my busy business minded father and fashion fad mother has got a glittering life in South korea i am left to spend my teenage life in the school hostel!!! But really don't care about it. Isn't it fun to have fun with your friends 24/7 hrs???
So i and devi said good bye to megs and nandy who are dayscholar and pushed ourselves to the nasty building behind our school called the 'GIRLS HOSTEL'. Boys hostel is not far away , i was able to see that from my window. I had to share my room with Devi and Divya. Divya ,like me, is new to the hostel.
" This year i think i have to share my room with this devil" akk said beckoning divya.
There is no special reason for akshaya to hate this 11 th std beautiful girl other than that she had seen her with Neerav several times. Not snogging or hugging just talking with him that's all divya has done to make devi loath her.
While i lay down my troly and started to arrange my clothes in the shelf provided divya entered the room from the bathroom which we three have to share. she gave a smile and shaked her hands with us.
" so , how come you got your clothes so soob?" divya , who haven't shifted her things to the hostel asked me curiously.
"my parents handed it to mrs. Norris who is our care taker. i got it from her" i said
" OMG!!! is that stupid lady our care taker. she don't know to take care of herself."
" we have been taking care of her all this while" Nethra of her class came into our room.
"NETHRAAAA...you are here..." divya jumped with joy. she then followed nethra leaving room no: 701 to devi and me..
" thank god. she's gone." devi mused
" ofcourse she is gonna come back" i said in a matter of factly
" don't except her to come back soon" devi said as if telling a great hidden secreat" those 11 th std girls never stay in their room. they always used to butter mrs. norris and sneak into boys hostel. i am sure she is with Neerav now. "
" Neerav? is he in hostel i thought he lives with his parents." i asked
"he keeps changing. you know , his father owns this school and his grandma is the principal so sometimes his stays with his friends in the hostel sometimes in his luxurious home." devi gave a brief answer" i certainly reckon divya came to hostel knowing this.."
i gave smile and mused how come she knew all these.
" i will join you in the dining hall after a bath."devi left me alone and went to the bathroom to get fresh.
I continued to arrange by clothes and racked my books near the window. thats when i saw a boy peeping from his window looking straight to my room. how was that? i was not able see him properly.he abruptly closed his window and pulled down his curtains.i copied him and shut the windows.
devi soon came out of the bathroom and we left to the dining hall taking plates and tumbler with us.
"whose room is that? i mean the one which we can see from our window." i asked her
" you mean the boys hostel room which we can see from our window?" she clarified
"yes" i said
"why do you ask?"
"simply..anything wrong in asking?"
"no.. it belongs to neerav."
"neerav?!?!" i said .why was he staring at me like that ....
AUTHOR' NOTE
Hi friends ,the remaining part of the story will be published soon. Thanks for reading and please keep supporting.If you really made it till here i heartly appreciate it .Thank you soo much..
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