#1900 hi frnd.... episode 7: As per Vijay’s instruction, Priya was waiting for him at a specific location in the Ashok Park. She was remembering that it was the same location where she would sit with Vijay and Rajesh to discuss one and the same topic for hours together. Quite often their topic of discussion would be the subjects pertaining to their study. It was a very common practice among them to hold several rounds of debate about the subjects of their curriculum so that all their doubts would clear. Indeed, this method of carrying out their study was perfectly nice and whatever they had successfully achieved today in life was a result of that dedicated study alone. Vijay would always advice that one should dissolve so intensely in the study of a subject that any discussion among them should revolve around the same topic and above all this should happen automatically. But, perhaps, today he had called her here to discuss about something radically different. Actually, that was her genuine expectation. It was the issue that both of them had never discussed among themselves in spite of meeting here several times so far. Therefore, ever since Vijay sought to meet her here in the park, she had become eager to meet him in the garden. That is why she had reached the garden a lot of time before the appointed hour. She glanced at her wristwatch. It was 5:30 PM in the evening which means she had arrived there at least half an hour before time, assuming he would arrive there in time. Of course, he was quite disciplined to keep the appointments. Now Priya glanced in all angles through the length and breadth of the garden thinking over how to while away the remaining time. First she had a small stroll throughout the garden. Everywhere, couples madly fallen in love were sitting. Priya recalled that both, Rajesh and Vijay would laugh sarcastically looking at such couples sitting in the garden because they always felt that ‘love’ was a kind of a mental and emotional weakness. Although, Priya never expressed herself over this, she never appreciated this sarcastic laughter because she always believed ‘love’ to be an emotion worth respecting. But she was aware that both of them will realize how sacred this emotion of ‘love’ is only when both of them would fall in love with somebody. And perhaps today, after a long passage of time, Vijay had sensed the serenity of that emotion thus inducing him to invite Priya at this garden. She once again scanned through the garden. Now scores of changes seemed to have taken place in the garden compared to what it before was. Earlier where there was lot of green lawn had now got converted into a barren piece of land. Perhaps the new gardener was not taking adequate care of the garden. Or perhaps even her outlook had changed over such a long period of time. How pleasant was her life like a park filled abundantly with trees of flowers and fruits when Vijay and Rajesh were studying with her during college and how barren had the life become now under the burden of the duties and responsibilities life had in stock for her like a monotonously running machine?. While delving deep into the thoughts Priya was lost in the past memories….. It was the very first of Priya in that town and in the college located therein. Since her father was transferred in his service, she was forced to relocate in this little town from Mumbai. She had had all her education till 11th standard in Mumbai itself but now further education she had sought to take an admission in this new college. New town, new college and company of new students, almost everything was now new to her. When she stepped into her classroom she became an instant object of curious eyes of all her class. Not only because she too was a new member of their class but also because knowing well that she has arrived from a metro city like Mumbai was sufficient a reason for the class to be curious about her. Besides that a girl in a modern outlook of bob-cut hairstyle was something totally new for those students of that little town. Compared to Mumbai, this town was definitely backward to a large extent. Priya even sensed a radical difference in the overall behaviour of the boys there. The boys in Mumbai were far too dashing and confident whereas the boys here appeared far too shy and introvert. These boys always maintained a distance between them and the girls in the class. Although Priya found these things worth laughing at, slowly she learnt that these rural boys were an equal match to their Mumbai counterparts in terms of academic intelligence but they were under the impact of the rural surrounding atmosphere for which even they were not to be blamed. It being an important academic year of HSC, the regular classes had begun taking place right since the first day itself and almost all the teachers were conducting a revision of their respective subjects in order to take a stock of how much of the knowledge imparted in the previous had been retained by their students and how much had they forgotten during the long summer vacation. After a brief spell of two or three lectures one glaring feature of that class dawned upon Priya soon was that if all the students in her class would fail to answer a given question, the teachers then would turn to a boy student called Vijay sitting in the third desk of the middle rows who would promptly reply with a correct answer. His answers were so sharply precise that even Priya was impressed by his intelligent precision. She was charmed not only by his glittering intelligence but also because of his polite mannerism and his plain smile. It was not that Priya had never any bright students during her stay in Mumbai but she found Vijay far too different than what she had so far come across. Finally, she could no more curb her curiosity, and sought to know from her fellow girl-student who that impressive student was?. ‘Who is he?’, Priya asked. ‘He is the most intelligent student from our class’, came the reply. ‘I know that already, but what is his name?’, she impatiently asked. ‘Vijay’, came a quick reply. ‘I know even that since the beginning of the class……but what is his Sir-Name?’, Priya maintained her patience. ‘Sawant’, came an equally quick reply. Priya once again turned and looked at him. episode 8: Chemistry – 2 class was going on. Professor was busy writing variety of different chemical reaction formulae and the students were busy in writing them down in their notebooks quickly before the teacher would erase them from the blackboard. Vijay was completely engrossed in writing them down and Rajesh too was doing the same. But Priya was, time and again, turning to look at Vijay while being busy in writing her notes. ‘Do you notice any difference between this formula and the one previous to it?’, Rajesh suddenly asked Vijay while taking the notes. ‘Of course, there is a difference’, Vijay replied. ‘I don’t see any! In fact, I find all the chemistry-2 formulae one and the same!’, Rajesh said. ‘All formulae one and the same?’, Vijay surprisingly asked. ‘Yes! Just like Chinese men standing in a row with their tiny eyes’, Rajesh replied. ‘You crazy guy! Sometimes you come out with amazing analogies!’, Vijay remarked. ‘You know! One of my friends uncle had been to China for his corporate work and had been there for long time! He told that it took him three months to learn to differentiate between them and identify each of his surrounding Chinese employee separately!’, Rajesh replied. Without pay much heed to what Rajesh was talking about, Vijay started taking notes rapidly and thus Rajesh too was forced to pay attention to what professor was teaching. Suddenly while writing notes Vijay soon realized that somebody was time again turning backward and glancing fat him from his right side. Now he turned to check who it was and he saw Priya. For a moment Vijay and Priya looked at each other and realizing that Vijay has come to know about it Priya quickly turned her eyes back to the blackboard. During the 20 minutes recess all the students were standing in the corridor outside their class in small groups and whiling away their time. Vijay was standing against a pole and Rajesh was in front of him. Vijay clandestinely looked at Priya’s group of girls. Although even Priya was standing among all her girl-friends all her attention was focused on Vijay only. She also clandestinely looked at Vijay and both of them looked at each other for a moment and Vijay said to Rajesh, ‘fifty’. ‘Fifty?, What fifty?’, Rajesh asked. Vijay again got engrossed in looking at the girls group. ‘This ‘fifty’, what you said just now, is like that mad man standing on a bridge’, Rajesh replied. ‘What mad man on a bridge?’, Vijay asked although he was not much attentive about Rajesh. ‘Once a mad man was standing on a bridge uttering loudly ‘fifty’, ‘fifty’!. A man passing from near him asked, ‘What fifty, fifty?’, then the mad man pushed him down in the river and started reciting, ‘fifty-one, fifty-one!’, Rajesh told a joke and started laughing. But Vijay being inattentive about him there was no chance of why he would reciprocate the laughter. ‘Raja! I will share one fun with you!’, Vijay mysteriously smiled and said to Rajesh. ‘Fun! What fun?’, Rajesh replied. ‘Look around! In that group of girls!’, Vijay asked him. Rajesh turned his sight and started looking at the group of girls. ‘You fool! When I asked you to look at the girls, why do you always look at that fat lady?’, Vijay annoyingly asked. ‘She is not a fatty girl as you call it! She is only slightly stout!’, Rajesh explained. ‘Oh is it?, anyway, forget it, look at that new girl who has joined our class!’, Vijay said. Looking in that direction, Rajesh said, ‘Oh! So you are talking about ‘Priya’!’. ‘Great! So by now you have come to know her name also!’, Vijay pinched. ‘What is so great about it?. The whole class knows her name! Even you must be knowing it but you are only pretending innocence!’, Rajesh replied. ‘No! Really! I did not indeed know her name!’, Vijay clarified himself. ‘Anyway, coming back to what you were telling? What is the fun?’, Rajesh asked. ‘What was the subject of our first lecture?’, Vijay asked. ‘It was of Chemistry! Why?’, Rajesh asked. ‘Right since the chemistry lecture, I am counting’, Vijay started telling, ‘She has looked at me exactly fifty times so far and now see for yourself, this is the fifty-oneth time she has glanced at me!’, Vijay replied. ‘Oh! So this is the fun you are talking about?’, Rajesh mischievously asked. ‘Now I will tell you one more fun!’, Rajesh said to Vijay. ‘What fun?’, Vijay asked. ‘Just tell me one thing! She looked at you fifty-one times! How did you come to know about it?’, Rajesh asked. ‘Of course, I have counted it’, Vijay replied unknowingly the wit of Rajesh. ‘You counted! This means you came to know only when you too looked at her at least that many times, in fact more than that!’, Rajesh trapped him. ‘Which means even she can accuse at you that you have been looking at her fifty-one times’, Rajesh caught the point. Vijay was completely cornered and was tight-lipped about this. ‘You are talking on my behalf or her’s?’, Vijay angrily asked. ‘I am not talking on anybody’s behalf. Only explaining the facts!’, Rajesh shrugged his shoulders. ‘What do you mean?’, Vijay asked. ‘This means my dear friend! You have become habituated to calculate everything using the mathematical terminologies only. But always bear it in mind that there are certain issues which never fit into the mathematical jargon’, Rajesh explained to Vijay as though he was explaining the gist of something. ‘Now I understand what you are explaining’, Vijay replied. ‘What have you understood?’, Rajesh asked. ‘That this is an excellent excuse for ignoring the physical weight of that fatty in numerical and mathematical terms’, Vijay hit back. ‘Why the hell, you time and again come back to that girl?’, Rajesh annoyingly asked. ‘Oh! Sorry! Sorry!’, Vijay apologized. Contd.. by #dazzling #PEARL
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