She was Different

The girl I met in Hyderabad

Namasthe Swamiji

I have lot of my childhood memories with him , he was old but still my best buddy.. we played musicals where he closes his ears when I sing , we did punch where I always used to win by breaking his bones, he gives me chocolate and I used to eat his also, buy saying "you are old,you will die if you have chocolate", there were days we fight and we don't talked he used to be there in the balcony all the time and when am going to my school even after seeing him I used to act like I didn't see him and my mom used to laugh at out behaviour,a pure relationship between a little stubborn girl and an oldie serious grandpa ... Even if I fight with him I always had respect for him and he knew it more than me .He wasn't my grandma..but our was a relationship which was bound behind blood a relationship which was tied fully with love and care...BUT THEN because of his age he started having problems his son come and took him along with him , then we rarely used to see. Sometimes he used to come to meet me ... But by time I forgot about that friend since we rarely meet ! Today I met him in the road, it was dark I recognize him only when he came under the street light, I smiled at him waved my hands and said "Namaste Swamiji" to mock him. But his reaction to my worlds was wired , he looked at me like a stranger! The person who used to kick me for that is looking at me like "who the hell are you" and he starts walking fast...I was shocked from his behaviour I couldn't utter anything ... When I reach home I felt really bad for the way he treats me. inside I was still feeling like "may be he was pranking " , "may be he was acting like that to mock me back"... All those thoughts were in my mind. I told mom about him she said " may be he do not recognise since it was so dark" , may be she is right!  but still i was feeling bad. how can he do it? When my dad came home, I asked him about "swami". oh, he is having some kinda memory problem, he is having alzheimer's disease ! There people  say to  take his property his sons did something to him , I don't know whether it's true or not! but now he doesn't remember most of the people and things, what can we say... Age is more dangerous than what we think it is ! ! " dad said

You - ME

The difference between your love and my love is too simple ! You always used to say "I Love You " but didn't ! I used to say "I Hate You" but I didn't

The Feelings

I wasn't love with her, but still everything end up with her name. I was chatting with my friend's but it end up with talking about you. I was flirting with girls but it end up in opening our chats.

When ever I sees your name in my chat list my heart filled with a heavy heart filled with untold things and pain. You make me happy like none but still I wasn't able to share my feelings with you . I still don't know " what happened between us! "
" Why we stop taking? " ...

Still whenever I open the app my eyes searches for one name and that is you... But I know , there wouldn't be any !! I don't know why I still can't stop thinking about YOU ! ! ! and sometimes I wonder are you feeling the same ? Have you ever missed me ????

The Questions!!

She was there , in a bench ... She knew that , its her last days in there .. She looked all around . all were busy with their study's , call's, talks .. None knew the thing which were in her mind .

Will they miss me?
What my seniors will say?
What my new friends gonna think ? - she thought

There were thousands of questions in her mind and answer for all was "Let's see"

Its hard when you make new friends, new enemies , sisterhood's and once so suddenly you have to leave the place forever ... Its big question "What will happen next"

The time when we are stuck in between the Past and the future and  you don't have any idea about your current ! Whether to smile and enjoy , or whether to study hard and make an impression or whether to give up and sit like the a loser ..  Decision is easy but doing isn't....

SARA

Sara...I met her for first time, when Sid took me to his house. It was the first time I was been to his house.

I sat on the sofa while Sid went in and made a drink for me.
“Here you go.” Sid said while handing over the glass of mango juice.
"Wow. Cooking and all haaa!" I took a small sip and smiled at him.
“Saraa? Where are you?”  Sid was looking everywhere for someone.
“Oh here you are, come look who’s here." Sid said looking under the dining table in the hall. I placed the glass on the table and went in to see who is Sara.
There she was!
A cute little girl with short black hair, her innocent eyes, that cute smile and the dimples on her face. There was something in her that attracted others.
She was eating mangoes. All her face, hands, and dress were full of mango pulp. She looked at Sid and smiled like a cat who drinks the milk hiding from its master. But her innocent face and smile made both of us laugh.
“Oh god, what have you done? You stained all your dress. Is this the way to have mangoes, come let's change"  Sid said.
“Who is this?” She asked him with a confused face, and stared at me.
I smiled and walked towards her and introduced myself.

"Hey, little princess my name is Ashna, your brothers friend."
She looked at me with a cute innocent blush and said
"Hello” and offered me a piece of mango.
I took it from her and tasted it.
"Wow. Yummy. Thank you my sweet little princess.” I said and gave a peck on her cute cheek.
“Ok now, Let's clean all this and then get to know each other.”  Sid said.
“Ok I will be back, till then you have these mangoes.”  Sara said with a sweet innocent tone and a cute smile.
"Oh, thank you so much."  I said.
They went to the washroom and Sid got her face and hands washed and he changed her pink top and white shorts, which was full of mango pulp.
I had one more piece of mango, and seriously it was the best of mangoes I ever had, and it was so tasty. I went to the sofa and took my juice from the table. Taking small sips, I started looking around the house. The showcases were full of trophy's with Sid's name on them. There were some of his old photos, which included ones from his school and with his parents, and yeah ofcource Sara's photo’s. On the wall there was huge photo of Sara well framed and laminated.

The photographer had amazingly captured her cute innocent face. There was something in her smile that attracted everyone and that picture was a clear evidence for it. The walls were filled with Sara's photographs.
On the wall beside the stairs, there was a picture of Sid and Sara. On which Sid was sitting in a lawn and Sara was hugging him from the back. Sid was ina light yellow shirt and white pants. Sara was on a light Blue dress, and they both seemed to be the happiest brother and sister.
"Hehe...hehe...” I heard Sara's giggles from the washroom.
Sid was trying to clean Sara and she was playing with water. Sid's dress was almost wet and was trying hard to resist Sara's attack which made me laugh.
He looked at me, with an angry for making fun on his helpless situation. He splashed some water on me and said
“Now you laugh. Stupid moron.”
“Ahhh.”I said.
Before I could speak another word, Sara splashed next set on me.
“Hehe...hehe…” she giggled.
I was wondering how happy she is? How happily she lives her life? How could she smile for the small things and bring happiness to others?
The very next moment I was completely wet and that was Sid who splashed a mug of water on me. For a moment I stood still, as I didn’t even had time to defend the unexpected attack and then I could feel the drops falling from my face and I looked at Sid with a “with a WTF dude" face!
I saw both of them having a "Hi-Fi" and laughed at me.  As I stepped in to the washroom both of them started attacking me like I wasa Pakistani terrorist who attacked India. I took the shower in my hand and sprayed it over Sid, and he was running and crying out inside the washroom as if I was going kill him. In fact he was little over acting. It was like Jerry's struggle when Tom trapped him. We both were so over acting it because we could see how much Sara enjoyed that show.
Then I told him.
"Andha bayam irikkatum (a film dialog )" and walked out of the washroom like a cool hero.
And then I looked at Sara, and she started splashing the water on me, because she knew she was my next target. I looked at Sara and laughed louder like a Ravan.
"Buha ha haaa..None can't stop me "
I went close to her and sprayed the shower over her body and she started to giggle.
After a long water fight, all were tired and so Sid called his servant and asked to bring towels. Not only Sara, but we two were also completely wet. I took a towel and rubbed it on her head and wiped the water from Sara's body and wrapped her with the towel.
“Hands up.” I commanded like a policeman.
She obeyed like a thief.
I laughed and wrapped the towel around her.
For us everything was like a game. For us everything was like a game. Her cute actions made me remember about the cartoons. I and Sid were enjoying our fairytale along with her. She made me realize why my problems were big. Because while I grew up, I forgot about the small things which could bring happiness. And I wanted to be like her and for a second I was. Each moment I spend with her, I felt like the Five year old me.
"Wow, I liked it. Did I look like Unniracha? The girl in the film we watched last day.” She asked Sid.
Sid corrected her. "Baby its Unni Aarcha."
We both started laughing on her innocent statement.
"Oh yeah, you always look pretty as my little princess " I said her and gave a kissed on her cheek.
"Oh yeah, except that hair. Princess with a short hair." Sid cracked a joke on Sara and started laughing at her.
“Ashna, you don't talk with him okay. He is too bad.” She said to me.
“Yes boss.” I said and we hit a HiFi in agreement.
I took her and went to her room dressed her up.

I asked her which dress she loved to wear and she said "Dora" and pointed her hand on the shelf. I dressed her up and was comping her hair, suddenly she hugged me and said "I really loved you Ashna, you are so nice."
"Ohh how sweet! Love you too my little princess." I said and kissed her forhead.
Sid stood at the door and was watching us , with a smile...

NG Relations

I never thought about my neighbors like this way before ! It was mid night 11:30 pm . I was busy studying for my MAT exam , The power gone so I was WhatsApping with my friends .. So sudden I heard some voice ,which was from my neighborhood. The aunty in the next door was screaming  on someone,her husband I guess !

Preety aunty nd Ani uncle.Their house is just in found of my house, They belong to a well-known Nair family . But now there is only 2 people. The younger son of that family and his wife . There were his mother but she went to her daughters place might be because she felt alone at the oldest because
Preety Aunty got job so when she leave for job she is alone ...

It's being a long talked with them , I don't know why ! I used to talk with Preety aunty when ever I meets her but I think she changed a lot .Preety cheachi that i knw was a young, ,smart,talkative person but now I could feel the old in her eyes as well as her face ! There marriage were before 11 yeas , that time I was studying in 2nd STD. I still remember how I used to act sick and after 9 I run to their house to watch TV , watch film ..whatever they are watching. Because that time we don't had TV so we used to go there to watch TV . My mom too, she used to join us after her work because my dad will come around 8pm so after finishing her work we used to watch TV . sometimes I even felt like they are my family except the granny , who something act so weird when I go there ! I wouldn't blame her , because if there TV work 24 hours there electricity bill gonna rise and they are the only one who need to pay it.

There 5 members, that granny , her younger son, the elder son , his wife and his son. And then Ani  uncle married preethy aunty and it become 6. After 2 more years the elder son ie, Vidya uncle and his family shifted from there to there own house ....

Ani uncle and prethy Aunty didn't had kids even after all this years . and years by years ani uncle turned like a lazy spoiled man .and now ! He rarely goes to work ! Because of that preethy aunty start going to work and that give him a reason to roam with friends and drunk day and night ...

I still don't know what's their problem! What happened between them ! It's not just about not having a baby.. It might be about the lack of love or may be something more.. But I wonder why I never bother about them before.. We were close ..our families were like one but somehow somewhere all changed .. I don't know why I never noticed them before, I never noticed their problems.. Is that the small wall which separate our plots or is that the big wall we created by time....