I (Prajakt Rebeloma) was in 4th Standard studying in Carmel High School Gadchiroli. My age was just 8 I guess when i came to know there is a thing called heart and it beats faster when you see someone special. So, jaise regularly main school jata hu waise hi us din bhi gaya. Jis seat pe baitha tha usi seat pe jake baitha. For students like me, last seat is always the best where teacher can’t see you and you can take 10 minutes power naps while period is going on.
Anyway, hamara 3rd period Marathi ka rehta tha. I can’t explain how much happiness marathi and hindi gave me that days. Ask any student jo english medium mein padta ho aur jisne 60 percent marks ke upar kabhi dekha na ho. Woh bataya mere bhai kisi khushi local language subjects deke jate hai.
I think it was august 17 or 18, 3rd period of marathi and chapter name was ‘Tenalirama’. It was eleventh chapter of syllabus. Yeah, i know school starts in june or july in India and it’s impossible to cover 10 chapters in one month. But In indian schools, teachers have habit of skipping chapters and jumping on end part of book early. I never loved such kind of surprises from my teacher. Yaha aadmi ek chapter ka naam yaad nahi rakh pa raha aur yeh teacher naam ka prani yaha se waha jump marta. Anyway, so i was acting like i was listening carefully to my teacher. ( QuickTip - Acting skills are very important when you are not one of those bloody top scorers in class.)
And then suddenly an accident happened. An accident which stole most of my marks in coming exams.
A voice came from outside the room. “May I come in Sir?”, i didn’t know she was girl until she sir responded “Come In”. ( 8 saal ki umar mein ladke ladkiyo ki zyadatar voice tone ek jaisi hi lagti hai, i mean it took me another 3 years to figure out girls are different creatures, more dangerous than us boys. )
She walked slowly and entered our classroom. When i saw her only then i realized, oh, she is a girl. Was it love at first sight? Was it attraction at first sight? How could i know, i was just 8 and at that age, attraction was very big word for me to even spell or utter. I was sitting on third bench. It’s funny, when your favorite subjects are going on, you promote yourself from last or second last bench to second or third bench. I still lacked the confidence to promote myself to first bench. I was looking at her when sir told everyone she is a new student in our class. She was once in Mumbai and now she is Gadchiroli. Oh, that’s how mumbai girls look in real life. I met mumbai girls only on television before that. But here i was on third bench and in front of me and everyone else a mumbai girl standing. It was a miracle i guess. I mean come on, you lived your whole life in a village and your parents never took you to big city and a big city girl arrives in your village. What the hell was she doing in gadchiroli? Well, she was here to complete her fourth standard.
I don’t know why at that time, a big smile came on my face. So we gadchirolians will be looking at mumbai girl for a year. Yippie.
She slowly moved forward and told her name “Rose” ( Am not gonna tell her real name or full name. I don’t want her to complain against me or ban this site. It’s a name i gave to her.) And then without me expecting anything more, she sat on last bench. Now it was too much. A girl who made me smile will be sitting on last bench is like dream come true. Unfortunately, ladko ke bench alag side mein lage the aur ladkiyo ke alag. At that time, i thought it’s good girls sit on other side of class. Girls and Boys sitting together on same benches is like Indian marrying a Pakistani. Yes we talk good on tv, deep inside we know we are enemies.
Toh woh zalim aayi aur apni seat pe baith gayi. How was she looking? Bhai, jab pyar vyar hota hai na, toh apni wali koi kuch bhi bole maal hi lagti hai isliye description deke kya karu. Fir bhi deta hu, pata nahi us samay kitne feet ki thi woh lekin uski height mujhse zyada thi, sir ke upar red scarf tha aur chehre pe innocence thi itna yaad hai. Khoobsurat thi kya? chote pyar hote hote ladki khud ba khud khubsurat dikhne lagti hai.
2 periods baad hamara lunch break hua. I couldn’t resisting talking to someone about her. So with precaution i approached my classmate Abhinay “Arey woh new student mumbai se hai suna hai.”
Abhinay - “Toh main kya karu?”
Prajakt - “Nahi re, bas bol raha hu, bata raha hu.”
Abhinay - “Mereko kayko bata raha, mumbai se hai ki japan se, chal tiffin khate.”
His replies were enough for me to know abhinay is not a long time partner to discuss anything about her.
That day i went home with a strange feeling. Next day was awesome and stupid at the same time, Keep following to know what happened next. Till then if you any true story about you, msg me at my google plus profile. Bye. Take Care.
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