After The Shower!!

Yet another Sunday passed away. Life has become so busy, I have lost track of time, days, weeks passes away in a flick of time and I am left with feeling, Oh yeh..i happened to go to college last Sunday and it seems like a day before.

Today I took a afternoon off from a really lousy class and spend time with one of this really adorable couple. The very feeling that you get seeing people with lot of understanding, loads of care and then lots and lots of love, is itself immense.

Yeh , the climate in Bangalore is kinda weird. Its so hot the entire day, and then by evening dark cloud pile up from no where and then heavy downpour and thunders. So this evening after dinner I got struck in the heavy rain that lasted I don’t know how long.

I sought shelter in the bus stop. I could actually see the huge heavy droplets under the light of the lamp post nearby, hitting hard all possible thingy. I was standing in the pavement idle, watching around. The road was flooded with muddy water, the vegetable vendors were trying hard to cover their possessions with sheets and a couple was trying to seek shelter in a fancy umbrella, there was a guy with cycle, carelessly moving. For a little span of time there was no life, moving. People flocked under any roof that they could find. The place where I was standing got filled in soon. As usual I got lost in my own dreams, the very part of me.

I was just having visions of me standing so pretty in the rain, and some honcho passing by staring, like he has found his dream girl. I know this sound a lot like a movie, wherein Imran Hashmi find this really pretty girl and go and smooch. Okie, first thing I don’t want an imran hashmi to come hit on me, and kissing and all is like out of way. But, the tragic part of the session is among the flock around, no body fit into my criteria.This reminds me of one of my really good friend in Bangalore, yet another sweetheart, “ Divya we keep looking at handsome guys and why does it always happen that all the uncles stare at us”. I don’t really believe in looks , its finally the feelings that matter. And I really believe “you should be loving a person who loves you, but not whom you love”. But it so happens, that some point of time you might want this one person to love you, though you know it will be hard on the latter’s part to get the same feeling. But I don’t really believe in this emotional torturing, forcing and making the other love you. The feelings that come from heart shouldn't be a selfish kind, you have done your part, its now up to them to accept or not.

This part of life is really called struggling; back in home you lead such a comfortable life, wherein you get everything in your doorstep, wherein you give a call to your dad, and demand things, and poor thing getting all possible orders irrespective of the tiring day he had. Going out of home after 5 in the evening is also out of routine. Life in the other part of hedge is so contrary wherein you work 12 hours a day, slogging like a pig in the office, and the whole torture of travelling, wherein after 7 in the night the bus is so damn crowded, you have hardly any place to stand and you have uncles staring at you from top to bottom, as if their eyes are made up of ultra thin layers, through which they can see everything. It’s so difficult to survive and I do feel proud of myself for being independent. At least I should be doing so much for the pain the parents took to bring me up. Life is not easy, it’s really hard and you can survive only if you are tough and yeah life have taught me to be tough.

The thunder gave me a jerk that was when I realised that the food parcel in my hand, was getting cold. By then I was feeling really uncomfortable with the eyes around penetrating so much, I realised its better to walk in the rain, than actually waiting the shower to subside. The next second, I just closed my eyes and ears and stepped on the road.

I felt my mobile ringing a number of times, but later on got to know it was the classical music from the nearby Function hall. Expectations are so part of you, that when you know nothing is gonna happen, you still expect.