It was after college hours, sitting lazily on the benches in the canteen with a bunch of friends, over a cup of coffee and some savories. He was a friend's friend and she was just introduced to him.She had had a bad day. There was constant chatter n laughter in the air, but she was oblivious to it. Suddenly he pushed a piece of paper towards her. It was an artist's version of a withered leaf in the form of a lady. She was surprised and looked up at him. He signed under his work and smiled.
A few days later, the group was planning on going to a nearby waterfall and a farm house owned by one of them. He was the only 'indirect' friend invited. During the trip, he found all sorts of excuses to come and talk to her and she was trying hard to be polite. By the end of the day the battle was won by perseverance. He finally got a five minute one-to-one conversation with her. Well, it wasn't much of a conversation... for most of the time they sat quietly next to each other...until she asked him when his next exams were!
She was seeing him everyday after that, she din't realize until it was almost a week. Someday he would come down coz he needed the mutual friend's bike, the next day, he would come to pick his friend up, the third he would come as a he was passing by the college, another day, there was some function in the college… so on n so forth. She was slowly getting familiar with him and he noticed that she was less guarded after each of their meeting. By the end of 2 weeks of numerous ‘by chance’ meetings, he finally mustered up the guts to ask for her number. Phone number was always a delicate issue, but this time she gave it without thinking twice.
That was the beginning of a beautiful friendship between him n her. She hardly had time to do anything other than her course work, but whenever he called up and asked to meet, she would make the time for it. For him, she came before everything else. They spoke for hours. They sat next to each other...quiet...staring into the open, but felt refreshed at the end of it. She could bare her heart in front of him without the fear of being judged and her support was all he needed to realize his interests and accomplish them. He listened to her girlie talks and gossip and she checked out gals for him! They were friends…the best there could be.
Everyone was doubtful of the true intention of their relationship. They questioned him. They questioned her. His friends constantly teased him. Her friends teased her. But they were all ignored.
Years passed by. The bond had grown stronger.
He was her backbone and thought she was the same to him. But, with time, she had become his every breath. She was now the center of his being. He wanted a sort of permanency in the relationship. The friendship was permanent she said.
He smiled, looked at her for a long time, trying to sink her face into the depth of his memory…. and walked away…..
That was the last she saw or heard of him.
6 comments:
Sneher Malavika
Aar kichu bolar aage eita bolbo je tumi ekhane aashcho shune khub khushi holam...nishchoi dekha korbo:)
maajhe maajhe tumi jaante paaro naa je kokhon kake bhalobeshe phelcho...bondhutto...theke kokhon sheta periye aar ekta jagah niye niche...eita mon taao jaanenaa...kaaror dosh neye...eita toh jiboner shobche shampoorna shotto...theek bolechi naa...
aami eitai mone kori....aamar je jeebon shongi hobe, she jaano aamar aantorik bondhu hok aage...
kintu jaani naa...jeeboner eyi pothe...ki dekhar aache...
onek aador
madhurima
sneher both of u
this is not done.
a line is ok, a para is ok but not the entire comment in a lang tht hurts my mouth.
pls pls
english.
Malavika....eta ke je aamader kotha jaanar jonne eto aagroh....
hey anonymous...
ur anonymity puzzles me...
ur curiosity amuses me...
learn the lang tho it hurts much...
if answers to ur inquisitive mind u wanna search...
take good care of yourself!
madhu..
eta prashant..kal or shomay chilona log in kore comment chadte..to emni chede diyeche..
o chada aar karoor eto shahosh nai, je airokhoom lakhe..!
Hi Malavika,
Nice Piece! I'm loving it. Opened my eyes to a large extent.
This is a disappointing truth of a boy and a girl relationship. They can never be just friends. There are a couple who have crossed this in real life...
They are friends for life.
You opened my eyes
Sounds like a story everyone has experienced in his/her life time but still seems so personal. Well written... am feeling sad though .. :( ... poor guy.
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