God Must Be Crazy - 07

Its Wednesday today and I have four more days. I started collecting info about her within my college. It was not a big deal for me as I was the so called “Rep” for my class. 

It was never late when my brain instructed me to get some info about her. But I never knew that I could act such smart in getting all info my brain demanded. I could even attend a mini quiz with Aaradhana as my topic. My checklist was perfectly OK with every data. I even collected some photographs of the school where she studied. The only thing I missed is her phone number. 

The most fascinating info is that, a guy from Trichy, who studied with her, has joined in my college. Thank god it’s a guy and I am confident that he will help me out with her nature and character which are not mentioned in the records! 

At college, tea breaks are heavens – an oasis in the plain desert – a simple rain at 12 noon – baby’s smile at mothers cry! Overall, it is just God’s blessings! Girls in my class formed too many gangs that would suffice the tea break’s need of commenting others. Gopu will be busy exchanging chocolates and stuff with his new lover during that time. I would rather be happy just by staring at a corner, but only if Aaradhana was standing there! 

Today’s break was quite different; I pulled Gopu with me for my next step of info collection. I could easily identify that guy as he is the odd hosteler ailing from Trichy. Our college canteen was just a small opening where we could get only tea in the break! Railway station kiosks will be stuffed with many goods than our canteen. Whatever, I had no other place to invite him. I, Gopu and that new guy were in that emptied canteen. I paid him for a cup of tea and asked him about her generally.

“Hey, you love her?” this was the first statement from him. I personally disliked people having interrogations when I am eager to hear more. But the Aaradhana factor silenced my temper and said “yeah obviously!” and waited for him to continue.

It was a short break of 20 minutes, I wasted 5 minutes in searching him and the canteen employee wasted another 5 minutes for his tea. In that most crucial 10 minutes, He showed more interest in the tea than meeting my current requirements, Gopu was playing some odd cricketing shots in the air and I was standing all alone with lots of expectations!

Break was over and as we are the first year guys, very punctual to class, bid bye to him and rushed up to the class. 

“Thevaye ilama oru 3 rupees waste panitome da!!” Gopu said.

“He knows nothing and it was mere waste of time and money for the first time”, I replied.

“Sari vidu da… it’s all in the game!!”

The class was on and we started to do our usual business again! Got a note of all the robes she wear to college and even wonder how come she is looking more smart and cute with every dress she wears!

Three days of continuous searching and I could hardly find anything more about her. 

Its Saturday night- I was lying alone when the whole world seem still – clock ticked 11.

God is Gonna be Crazyyy…!

God Must Be Crazy - 06

We – I and Aaradhana, are different. She knows me and has an ‘I-Don’t-Know-You’ look. I know her and I have a ‘Whatever-Life-Is-You’ look. 

My sister- Anu came back to home from Hyderabad. She was quite lean by this time as she started eating her own cooking. For Indian girls it is mandatory to know cooking but the westernization has its roots here too expecting every male to cook! But I would say my sister was good at cooking than usual Indian girls now. I was just an ordinary boy who expects and loves gifts from everyone. But my dad was the only person who would never forget and give whatever I thought of. 

My dad was against the mobile phones and I was thinking of one. The time has come as my sister’s speech had its own value as she started earning. She wanted to buy a new Sony Ericcsson Walkman series mobile phone. I was lucky enough to get her old Nokia 1100 mobile which was the phone in much demand as the company stopped its production! But I loved that phone as I thought “Something is good for nothing”! 

My mom bought me a Hutch SIM card. My Mom was the only person in the world who knows everything about me. She would even ask me “what’s wrong?” when I just act like I was ok. She was mere a friend to me as I shared every incident of my college with her. I even said her about Aaradhana. I thought am weak in attracting Aaradhana and so I wanted my mom to speak for me. I know that was the most odd decision and embarrassing moment for Aaradhana when a mom speaks about her son’s love!

After my holidays, it was Aaradhana again and even in holidays it was her! Much pain when someone ignores but still I enjoyed everything and just spoke to her whenever I get a chance. The reason may seem very simple for her. But its Dream relived for me!

“Can you give me a paper?”

”Please move”

”Do you have that book?”

I have tried all these just to build up a conversation but she is so smart in ending those within seconds. She would tore the paper and give me. She just moved. She just nodded her head east to west. She showed signs that she is not deaf but dumb! I could never hear a word from her again.

Heart, “Thank god, she dint ignore me completely.”

Brain, “She dint even say a word my dear!”

Heart, “May be your strategy doesn’t work well”

Brain, “Yeah really! I know nothing about her!”

Heart, “Hey don’t you know that she is my lover?”

Brain, “ha... ha... ha..! Really?”

Heart, “I feel for her...”

Brain, “oh… If so, get me some facts! I will see what you can get!”

Heart, “What the hell you gonna do with the facts when she was with me? Anything you would repay for those details about her?”

Brain, “Will give you the confidence which you need much!!”

Yeah. That was a challenge within me. I have heard many saying, “You just need to prove it to yourself”. Questions within me quietly multiplied and I am in search of answers all along!

I could even surprise her, with the facts just known to her, in my intro.

“Hurray... got a new idea!!”

Thought of getting through the intro process once I completed the data collection. The only known things were

Name                  :              Aaradhana

Hometown        :              Trichy

 I remember my uncle in Trichy after a long time. She is good in increasing my contacts even with relatives. Brain started to calculate the distance and my heart already started revolving around that city!

God is Gonna be Crazyyyy!!

God Must Be Crazy - 05

Aaradhana just had a glimpse of her sight over me. It was much enough for my heart and brain to start their activity in a dumb class.

“Hey... Look out, she speaks!” heart screamed.

Brain checked its voice reception control and said “I couldn’t sense any sound coming out of her voice box!”

“You idiot, she speaks with her eyes!”

“As far as I know Eyes are for vision! Heard some poets saying eyes can smile. Now you are saying eyes speak! Are you people mad? I wonder why you people are having mouth! Thank god, eyes can’t sense smell!”

Ignoring Brain’s comments, “Hurray, she started noticing!!”

As soon as she started noticing she started to ignore as well. It was really a hard phase when you get ignored by a person whom you have utmost affection and care. Till this time the only conversation we both had was during that 'life skills' program and it seemed to be the last when she sighed when I was seeing her eyes with utmost concentration! I would have even succeeded in getting the university rank if I have concentrated much in my classes!

For a girl who is just two months old for me, it’s quite a big deal to bare such ignoring skills. With someone in this current situation would have really stopped seeing her and started looking for a new girl. I do think am not too crazy and stopped seeing her. It’s really a great feeling when you stop seeing someone but still could feel even their shadows, even when they are miles apart.

Clouds showered its gentle drizzles and sometimes heavy droplets as dussera approached! Gopu got a lover by this time. It’s not a big deal for him as he is charm in his looks and gentle in his approach. He seems to be quite genuine with a red streak in his forehead showing his cast and dignity!

I got a new friend - Priya. That new friend was a girl by chance and I would rather say a mistake I did. In fact, the mistake was the sweetest ever. May be it was an accident again! She is just a musical addition to my monotonous life. Priya is sweet with her accent in English. She was basically from one of the business towns from south, but had her family in a sophisticated city in the western coast of India. I am worried how I am going to get through this new friend as I have hardly spoken to girls in my school days. She was first and the only friend among girls that time.

Aaradhana is a lucky star I would say and may be coz of her my friends list increased rapidly. Priya too has got many friends for that matter. She never had the “possessiveness” factor which irritated me the most. But I had my own reasons why I should care for a just friend. The added info is that she was Aaradhana’s friend. I showed myself as talkative and used some hi-fi English just to have a good relationship. It was once again an act of selfishness as I could get an intro to Aaradhana.

Intro – a big deal – pending even after 3 months together!! 

May be a special time awaiting for my intro! God is Crazyyy…! 

God Must Be Crazy - 04

Within months all just known friends turned to well known. But she still remained the same. It was the time, when I and Gopu started off to give nicknames to our classmates. The first one to get a nickname is relatively a fair girl than the fairest girl in the US! She was the latest crush of Gopu too! After a very long discussion, we named her Milk! The purest colour!

The next one is obviously my so-called lover, Aaradhana. Such a sweet name for which you could not even think of a second name! Gopu was not convinced with that fact of mine and hence he wanted a new branded nickname for her. 

It was the English hour. The lecturer is quite like a showoff, bald headed. He usually targets Aaradhana when he has no topic to teach (which English lecturer had topic always!). He asked her to talk about her hostel life.

She started “A pleasant morning to one and all present over here.”

My Brain “. . . . . . . . . .”

My heart started “what a plausible way to start!”

My Brain “dai.. ava onnume pesala da ipo varaikum!”

“starting eh ivalo nalla irundha.. poha poha epdi irukum!!!” heart added.

“SHUT UP AND LISTEN”

It was a small speech which ended with an Aaradhana’s touch,

 “Change is the only thing that has no change!”

“Ah.. What a woman! Was she by hearting something and saying such things or just as a flow she does?” heart rejoiced.

“I still can’t get why the hell she concluded that way”, brain.

Heart “You can never understand the words of love!”

It was such a hot discussion over my mind but was suddenly disturbed by a quite harsh pat at the back. Obviously it is Gopu. But at that time Gopu got a perfect name for her with her philosophy - ‘The Philosopher!’

Before she could become more familiar with me, her name did. She always wears a Who-are-you look to me and will be very jovial and extrovert to everyone! God is crazy with this too. Don’t he know how hard it is to bare such a great feel of possessiveness.

I usually take up the college bus and had friends there too. I should thank her as she is the only reason I got many friends. I even say to myself “am selfish”. I proved that in every aspect too! Usually I never loved loneliness but rather I enjoyed being alone after I met her. I would rather say, “I am alone with everyone”! May be a small note to say that am in love! My Orkut caption at that time!

I was never in the mood to give up attract-her-for-no-reason business. I just did everything I could see in movies and my sixth sense instructs. That was the time I was elected as a Secretary of the CSE Association. That was just an accident as my staff asked for willingness and I mistook as she enquired about who was the representative! I just stood up and there was no competition either. That’s it. I have got the highest post a student could ever imagine in a college life. In my life everything came as accident. But for that matter, everything stayed with me. Who wants accident to let go if they are sweeter than what you think life is!

Our class was reasonably well built with some cracks on the walls! We had nearly 35 two seat benches of which I and Gopu shared the first bench in first column usually. The classes became boring towards the end of our semester. In particular, we are fed up with boring chemistry and physics. We started losing interest in classes and Gopu started scribbling in the plywood bench whereas I would turn my head towards the fourth bench in the last column. She got no ways to escape as she is locked up in the window seat. It was quite hard to turn to 270 degrees towards the left when everyone expects you to be fully attentive and sit back straight. I just wanted to get noticed by Aaradhana. I just wanted to know how sweet it would be if am blessed with a short sight. I know it feels like heaven when you live in your loved one’s eye – whatever, a second or for a lifetime! At last, I succeeded too. Hope that was for a lifetime!

God proved to be crazy as always!

God Must Be Crazy - 03

My heart missed a beat. 

"Is it her voice??"My Brain questioned for the first time.

"Dont act much. I know you recognized her voice!" My heart replied but had a doubt whether I was the person whom she needs excuse! 

"Hurray it was really me!" heart beat a lot now compensating the missed beat!

"pochu da.. ivan summave overa aaduvane.. now she calls him. Am gonna hibernate now!!!" brain screamed! 

Just before I could recal my month old preparation to talk to her, she continued,

“nalla pesina (Yu spoke well).. Congrats”

(Girls never need preparation it seems! Might be true with her alone!!!)

This was the opportunity I have had after months’ await. I am contradicting her words as I have no words to speak now. Am dumb with a blank smile which would certainly say how far I have longed to speak to her. May be I am dumb just because am interested in listening to the sweetest voice on earth!

“J (dumb smile)”

She took smile as my reply and added,

 “irundhalum ivalo koba pada kudadhu (You should really reduce your temper)..”

(Advising is the only thing every girl does with perfection. In fact she is different- perfection in different forms!)

My brain started its activity now. 

It perfectly calculated and said “your first ever conversation is going to end. Bala, better get going..”

Regaining my confidence, I decided to build on a conversation. But my heart took over the charge now leaving back my blind stare cum smile over her.

“J Thanks” I said.  Those were the first words. In fact, only Word I spoke in that conversation!

After that little conversation my heart regretted that I could have spoken more. But satisfied with that sweet little conversation and I replayed the same sweet voice from her which was really meant for me!

I was speechless again.

My brain ”she just said, don’t get carried away”

My heart ”everything will be fine if you ignore your brain’s voice!”

My heart ”she likes painting, drawing and now your speech too”

That day.. I decided to utilize every opportunity to speak in public. The only reason is that she likes me speaking than being dumb. Her first words- First words of appreciation, still linger in my heart whenever I complete any of my own prepared speech!

Started chanting her name and tried all sorts of combinations in tamil with her name in the name of a short poem!! Wanna know her name??

God is Really Crazy..! Now she too joins him.

Driving Me Crazzzzyyyy!!

நீ இன்றி நான் இல்லை மனமே!!

நின்று பேசிய நிழல்களும் நினைவுகளும்
இன்றும் என்னை சூழ்ந்து நிற்க..!
உடைந்து போன காதலும் நட்பும்
கடந்து வந்த காரணம் ஏனோ..!

என் முதல் காதல் வடுக்களும்..
வறண்டு போன எண்ணங்களும்..
எண்ணக் குமுறல்கள் வீழ்ந்து மடிவது உந்தன் மடியன்றோ..!

வடுக்கள் மறைந்தாலும் தழும்புகள் வாழும்..
மக்கிப்போன மனம் தான் என்றாலும்..
காதல் மீதே காதல் கொண்டவன் நானன்றோ..!

God Must Be Crazy - 02

Days passed and months rolled over as I got more friends. I talked to many girls in my class just for the sake of an intro from her! I was wrong in judging her as she would come up to me and talk. But god proved to be crazy for the first time. Our management arranged a Life Skills program. No one knew what it is all about and everyone was just eagerly awaiting a two day break to the curriculum. I never knew that it will be of much fun. For that matter, none of us imagined the way it would be. 

First day was the Ice-Break day! I never knew that she sings so nice till she took up the stage for the Prayer Song. Might be she is more towards God, but I am more towards her with that song! After that, everyone followed the instructors’ words. First was to get autographs and the date of birth of the opposite sex. It was all fun but I was completely satisfied with one single ink mark in my paper. The day continued with dance, songs and all sorts of fun which would refresh one’s mind from curriculum.

The next day was to bring out every individuals talents and identification of skill set. Debate was on. The topic is “School to College Transition”. Many supported for School life and voted to be the best. Even her speech perfectly said school is best! But I made up myself to speak against her for the first time. I am on for college life. She addressed,

“In schools we had prayers, which are the only way to reach god.”

My heart “cha.. What a point, you should have talked for schools”

My brain” mokka point da bala..  so you need not oppose this!!”

“During school days, I used to ride cycle to reach and I was very close to nature. It enhanced creativity – drawing, painting, etc.,”

My heart “note panu da (make a note of it).. She knows drawing, painting”

My brain” why the hell she is telling all these??  There is no connection with the topic”

Her speech continued this way and I lost all my points. Whatever, I spoke for the college (thank god no one was there to oppose my points). Mine was nearly a fight rather than a debate. Finally the time was up and we all are set for the break time.

Nearing to the end of the day, Sun rose again. Similar to the 1980’s movies the world seemed to be still around me. The same feeling I had when I saw her first.

“hi.. Excuse me..”

God is gonna be crazyyy..!

God Must Be Crazy - 01

It was not so easy to leave someone behind for someone else. This series of posts are a part of History with some unresolved Mysteries! Imagination + Life = Real Taste!

Still, God Proves to be Crazy at times!

                              It’s the first day of my college. Mathematics was my favourite subject right from the school days and so may be the professor seemed to be the hero for me. I have different subject names and this is the only proof for the transition from school life. Got more labs and a new nice lab coat similar to those sweepers wear!

                             Though there were more atrocious things, I just decided to support everything and go in favour of our management. The first step towards that was the representative election. I won. Actually I hardly know anyone. I was elected just because I was the only person who stood up when they asked someone to contest. Gopu was my only friend that time. He was my school mate but dint have much contact with him in school days. We used to dominate all the classes and we studied well too. I had much comical friends in the first semester.

                             A strong attractive force or a thing known to me as “love at first sight” hit me hard. I don’t know even whether I was right to say that as love. But am sure I never had such feel within me ever before. Whatever I do, I had her as the reason. Gopu was with me in all the stupid acts I tried to attract her. Gopu and I started off as bench-mates, just friends and grew stronger day by day and reached the satisfactory best friend part. We knew well about each other and he never offends me.

                             She looked so calm, introvert by a word. But came to know that she speaks well just after the Teachers day function. She had her own way of saying things and never self-boasting. She proved every talent in her with style. Normal acts even attract when you just find a girl to be interesting. But she was super natural too. I once even had the thought of proposing her but my intuition stopped as it was too early. I started developing the thoughts as a lover. She was a gem to me. But according to her, I looked as an over-acting fellow, self-boasting and soon I got the name “show off”. But I know I was never worth to such huge praising!

                                                               To be continued...