Forbidden Memories (Part – 2)What he saw in the packet was a Belt he desired for.
Then he recalled how eagerly he was watching that belt when he went to the market with his Mother some days back and might be she noticed it but thought to give him a surprise.
“Oh! Thank you Mom. You are the best. I really wanted it today”, he said in enthusiastic voice.
Now, he knew today God has decided something for him.
But he didn’t know that his life is no more going to remain same any more, may be he forgot every thing comes with a price tag and this time God is going to make him pay a lot more then he could have ever expected.
But it was too early for him to realize this, what all he knew was that today he will enjoy the day with a hope that it will not be same as usual day.
As he reached college, all of his friend who were waiting for him get gathered around and started praising him for his dressing sense and shirt he was wearing. He was on cloud nine but was bit surprised how all of a sudden all of his friends are giving so much attention to him. Then he recalled that it may be the magical effect of the day (Infact, a very special day which he later wished would have never came in his life)
After receiving all the praise and chit-chat with all of his friends he went to class to attend the lecture. As he reached class, peon came and told them that the Prof. Shastri (his Economics teacher) will not be coming today to college so the lecture is free.
Listening to the announcement Kshitij decides to go down stairs to the canteen.
As he reached the parking side on the way to canteen, what he noticed was far someone with a kinetic, standing and talking to some boys. As he was on a way to canteen, suddenly something striked his mind and he decided to go and check out what is happening there.
As he reached near by what he saw was a girl from Botany Section (Whom he have met sometimes earlier too), he tried to recall her name.
“Oh! She is Sahana from Botany section”, he recalls in his mind.
He goes near to her and asks to boys around,“What happened guys?”
One among the crowd says,“Her bike is puncher and there is no mechanic around and the shop near by is also closed, so we are just waiting for her brother to come with a mechanic”
Kshitij enquires,“So, by what time will he be coming”
“Bhai is in office so will be able to come after 5:00 evening only”, Sahana says.
“Oh! So are you going to stay here for 3 hours after college like this only”, Kshitij enquires.
“Hey guys, why don’t you change the tyre with the spare one”, As Kshitij completed his sentence all of the boys around started looking at each other and Sahana very well understood the silence.
“Not needed guys, I will manage, any ways brother may come earlier so not a problem. You all might be getting late for classes. Chalo I will take care”, Sahana interepted.
Listening to this all smiled and went off that place.
“So are you going to staying here alone in college till so late”, Kshitij says.
“Yaa, I don’t have any other choice”, She says.
“Do you have screw driver in your bike?”, Kshitij enquires.
She replied,“Yaa, I have it, you need it?”
As she gives him the screw driver, he started changing the tyre. Seeing this Sahana with utmost surprise says,“Hey, no need to do it, I will mange. Thanks”
“Have I asked you anything? Just hold the bike when I bend it”, Kshitij replied in commanding voice.
Sahana surprised with his response just did what he instructed her. And after finishing with the tyre, before Sahana could say any thing he handed her screw driver and began to go towards the class.
All Sahana got to say at that time was, “Thanks ………..”. That time she realized that she didn’t even knew his name.
But before she could ask his name, Kshitij replied, “Anytime dear”
"“Anytime dear”, how come I called her “dear”" Kshitij thought, surprised with the words he just uttered to girl he merely know, in fact what all he knew was her name and the section name where she studies.
But this was not the last time they were supposed to meet, but much more was planned for him.
(To Be Continued......)
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