".............how could she do this to me.............."
.......... I was taken aback with this phrase. I really couldnt think that I was reading this. At that moment in my mind only 1 scene from a famous film , Munnabhai MBBS, dialogue was running. In that scene Munna was saying to a boy who after attempting suicide was admitted in the hospital," ....cant u live for ur mom who loves u since u came to this world......". Yes, Munna said it correctly but no GIRL and nobody else in this world can understand wat a boy goes through in this type of situation. But something else might also be there behind Pawan's this step. Without thinking any thing else I started searching that notepad and realized that it was simply a notebook of mechanics. But 1 thing I noticed that the handwriting in which My memories was written was different and in a girlish type. I understood that it might be written by Sneha.
"Something terrible might have happened,,", I told santosh who was jus looking through the notepad. "Abe Duffer yeh pad pura acche se padh dekh ek poem sayad us Sneha ne likha hai...ek nahin but 2-3 tho hai....", really i was impressed by this future-to-be scientist and a great admirer of Sherlock Holmes. I realised why Pawan wanted it to throw away. He didnt want to keep all the things of her memory with him anymore. But i was becoming hungrier for this topic and i wanted to know about the case that might hav happened between those 2 "love birds" who wer then angrybirds (quote given by the famous Swadhin mota, final year electrical). Then entered Shaibal my civil roomie. Santosh quickly kept the note pad inside his laptop bag and gestured me to avoid the topic from others. It's because he knew that am a blabber mouth and can tell everything to others which can make the case more worse. I asked Shaibal," Sale raat bhar kahan mara raha tha..??". "Neha ke saath tha. Dude we went to a movie and then to puri" replied Shaibal in a shyish manner. "Abe woh Silicon college ki maal.." asked Santosh in desperation. "When did u both get commited?" asked Hk who jus entered the room with a towel on his shoulder. This desperation is a common thing for all the engineering GUYS. Then both Santosh and Hk started pulling Shaibal's leg by asking absurd questions. But in my mind I was thinking about Pawan. I wanted to know more about him but I could know nothing. Because the hukkum ka iikaa, which I thought would be the notepad, finally turned out to be Ishant Sharma.
Pawan was a boy who was king of his own world. A silent boy who used to be 24/7 online and 3 hours a day on d fone with his so called girlfriend or mandu which we call in oriya. I still can remember 25th feb 2008 wen Pawan first proposing to Sneha in pone and I was teasing him. He got an answer immediately and that was...
"Abe saale tu virgin nahin rha...." shouted Hk and started laughing and jumping. I was dragged into the present scenerio where Shaibal was a bit annoyed of what Hk was doing and Santosh was also jumping with Hk. After that Shaibal took a pen and threw it at Hk who walked away from the room laughing. "Fuck man..saalaa kya kya bolta rehta hai??" told Shaibal in an angry voice and showed his possessiveness towards his girl. I told him to relax as Hk was joking bcoz everybody knows how he is. After saying this I went back into the previous scene or dream , watever it can be.
"Whhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaat!!!!!!" Pawan exclaimed and I was Shocked as if there was a Ghost in d other side of the pone. "I cant believe u are telling me this!!" Pawan replied in a shocked manner. I also wanted to know what was going on. And instead of replying to me, after keeping the pone, he wrote something in his Diary. He turned towards me and then said,"Dude , she told me yessssssssss!!!"......
"Abe khana khane nahin chalna hai kya??", asked Shaibal and my dream was again broken. I looked around and saw that Santosh was not here and I was sleeping for 7 hours and it was 9 in the night and was dinner time. I could here Kaun Banega Crorepati's musiq being played in loud sound in the boys common room. I got up, washed my face, put on my slippers, went out of my room following Shaibal to hav my dinner. Near the staircase Satyajit , a BT final year student and a boy from my hometown was talking to Khursid-The khan. And I was then informed by Khurshid that Adani power was going to visit our college the next day. I wished him Luck as I was unable to sit in that campus bcoz I already got placed in Hindalco after being in the waiting list for 1 month. Shaibal shouted from the ground floor and I rushed to hav my dinner.
I was thinking about Pawan and hoping to know wat could hav happened wen something struck my mind and I shouted, "yesssssss!!!!" loudly. And Prafulla a final year electrical kicked me in the back and asked ," Mental se double mental hoo gya kya..". I smiled back at him and rushed towards my room leaving Shaibal who was in a shock with rest of the people having their dinner. I dialed Santosh's no. and called him immediately to my room. After 5 mins he came running. After seeing him, in desperation, I told him,
" It's the DIARY man which can tell everything to us."
.......... I was taken aback with this phrase. I really couldnt think that I was reading this. At that moment in my mind only 1 scene from a famous film , Munnabhai MBBS, dialogue was running. In that scene Munna was saying to a boy who after attempting suicide was admitted in the hospital," ....cant u live for ur mom who loves u since u came to this world......". Yes, Munna said it correctly but no GIRL and nobody else in this world can understand wat a boy goes through in this type of situation. But something else might also be there behind Pawan's this step. Without thinking any thing else I started searching that notepad and realized that it was simply a notebook of mechanics. But 1 thing I noticed that the handwriting in which My memories was written was different and in a girlish type. I understood that it might be written by Sneha.
"Something terrible might have happened,,", I told santosh who was jus looking through the notepad. "Abe Duffer yeh pad pura acche se padh dekh ek poem sayad us Sneha ne likha hai...ek nahin but 2-3 tho hai....", really i was impressed by this future-to-be scientist and a great admirer of Sherlock Holmes. I realised why Pawan wanted it to throw away. He didnt want to keep all the things of her memory with him anymore. But i was becoming hungrier for this topic and i wanted to know about the case that might hav happened between those 2 "love birds" who wer then angrybirds (quote given by the famous Swadhin mota, final year electrical). Then entered Shaibal my civil roomie. Santosh quickly kept the note pad inside his laptop bag and gestured me to avoid the topic from others. It's because he knew that am a blabber mouth and can tell everything to others which can make the case more worse. I asked Shaibal," Sale raat bhar kahan mara raha tha..??". "Neha ke saath tha. Dude we went to a movie and then to puri" replied Shaibal in a shyish manner. "Abe woh Silicon college ki maal.." asked Santosh in desperation. "When did u both get commited?" asked Hk who jus entered the room with a towel on his shoulder. This desperation is a common thing for all the engineering GUYS. Then both Santosh and Hk started pulling Shaibal's leg by asking absurd questions. But in my mind I was thinking about Pawan. I wanted to know more about him but I could know nothing. Because the hukkum ka iikaa, which I thought would be the notepad, finally turned out to be Ishant Sharma.
Pawan was a boy who was king of his own world. A silent boy who used to be 24/7 online and 3 hours a day on d fone with his so called girlfriend or mandu which we call in oriya. I still can remember 25th feb 2008 wen Pawan first proposing to Sneha in pone and I was teasing him. He got an answer immediately and that was...
"Abe saale tu virgin nahin rha...." shouted Hk and started laughing and jumping. I was dragged into the present scenerio where Shaibal was a bit annoyed of what Hk was doing and Santosh was also jumping with Hk. After that Shaibal took a pen and threw it at Hk who walked away from the room laughing. "Fuck man..saalaa kya kya bolta rehta hai??" told Shaibal in an angry voice and showed his possessiveness towards his girl. I told him to relax as Hk was joking bcoz everybody knows how he is. After saying this I went back into the previous scene or dream , watever it can be.
"Whhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaat!!!!!!" Pawan exclaimed and I was Shocked as if there was a Ghost in d other side of the pone. "I cant believe u are telling me this!!" Pawan replied in a shocked manner. I also wanted to know what was going on. And instead of replying to me, after keeping the pone, he wrote something in his Diary. He turned towards me and then said,"Dude , she told me yessssssssss!!!"......
"Abe khana khane nahin chalna hai kya??", asked Shaibal and my dream was again broken. I looked around and saw that Santosh was not here and I was sleeping for 7 hours and it was 9 in the night and was dinner time. I could here Kaun Banega Crorepati's musiq being played in loud sound in the boys common room. I got up, washed my face, put on my slippers, went out of my room following Shaibal to hav my dinner. Near the staircase Satyajit , a BT final year student and a boy from my hometown was talking to Khursid-The khan. And I was then informed by Khurshid that Adani power was going to visit our college the next day. I wished him Luck as I was unable to sit in that campus bcoz I already got placed in Hindalco after being in the waiting list for 1 month. Shaibal shouted from the ground floor and I rushed to hav my dinner.
I was thinking about Pawan and hoping to know wat could hav happened wen something struck my mind and I shouted, "yesssssss!!!!" loudly. And Prafulla a final year electrical kicked me in the back and asked ," Mental se double mental hoo gya kya..". I smiled back at him and rushed towards my room leaving Shaibal who was in a shock with rest of the people having their dinner. I dialed Santosh's no. and called him immediately to my room. After 5 mins he came running. After seeing him, in desperation, I told him,
" It's the DIARY man which can tell everything to us."
(.....to be continued....)
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