THE ENIGMA OF LOVE...

Dreams are always important in one’s life. My childhood dream of becoming a Computer Science Engineer is about to come true in Vel –Tech Dr.Rr and Dr.SR Technical University, situated at Avadi near Chennai. I am a native of Lucknow, the prince city. So you may ask me what the hell I need to come to Chennai, isn’t there any engineering college in Lucknow. Hold on my friend everything in this world has a reason, just have the patience.

Our university is one of the unique university of India and World, Life in our University, is just like life in a tough boarding school bounded with lot of rules and regulations. The students here are treated similar to the boarding school students where the staff has all the rights to take the id-card of the students for any big or small mistakes. The most tough rule hear which is disliked by each student of every branch is ‘Talking to opposite sex not allowed’. But still life needs to goes on……..

(Mobile is ringing in room no. 32 of vel-tech engineering college hostel)

Me:Hello!

Neel: Hello Dude! Wassupp!

Me: Nothing dude, just making the college notes.

Neel: I got Vids number bro..

Me: Vids no.! But how?!

Neel: What you have to do with this…weather you want her number or not….?

Me(thinking): ok..ok… give it to me , but please tell me yaar how you got her no…. please…

Neel: Note it down..9962462771… I got it from Rohan’s cell.. today at the coachin classes I had a call from his cell and then when I was just looking the names I got her no… call her bro.. best of luck!

Me: Ok… byeee….

Neel: byeee….tc…

In the all new city of Chennai, the best place to stay is the college hostel. Room No 32 was my new home for atleast a year. Abhi my roommate, from Kolkata and his one of my closest friend during the last four month. We spend most of the time together sharing thoughts, past crushes, past life experience and future ideas, college rules, mocking lecturers and of course boys favorite topic girls. And one of the greatest thing we were currently involved was in designing a website for their newly formed group named as XAT.

Abhi: Who was that?

Me: Neel… he gave me vids no…

Abhi: vids no.! bt how he got it?

Me: He stole it from her friends cell.

Abhi: Hmm… great.! and where is she these days?

Me: I don’t know… in her orkut profile she has written lucknow ,but in our last talk i.e., about six months before, she told me that she will be going to kerala for doing preparations. Sill I think , she is in kerala nowadays.

Abhi: So, what will you do now?

Me: I don’t know what to do now…I just don’t want to remember her, I just want to forget her… but these old friends… I don’t know why they are not letting me forget her.. now again they gave me her no…. what to do now? It was about 18 months since we broke-up and we haven’t met for about 8 months.. but still I think about her every day… yes it is true that first love cant be forgotten easily and with these kind of friends its impossible…

Abhi: You know what bro…. you love her…!

Me: Yes I know.. but its one sided bro. I don’t think she loves me now.

Abhi: its not what you think… its up to her thinking, so you better talk to her…

Me: No I cant!

Some friends come in our life for inspiring us and some of them inspires us to live our life. The same is with Abhi, he know that true love cant be forgotten and that sometimes some things happen for a reason , just like me getting vids no., as if, it is God’s will and has some reason behind it. I send a sms to vids from Abhi cell, as I was not having balance, texted simply ‘hi..’ then the reply came ‘who r u?’ and the conversation continues …. ‘m Raj, seems lyk u forgttn me’…. ‘itz nt so..bt hw u gt my no’ …. ‘Neel gave me n I dnt knw hw he gt’ … ‘thiszz my frnd cel, I’ll call u afterwards...byee’ … ‘k...byeee’. This small sms chat made my heart to flow in the ocean of old thoughts of love and I felt as if i got new freshness and energy to do any kind of work that a common person can’t do. “you are great Abhi” I said with lot of happiness on his face “Its after six months that I heard her voice” . I was too happy and it was from deep inside my heart. “Lets sleep now yaar its too late” Abhi said in a sleepy mood, when suddenly Abhi’s cell rang “vids has given a miss call” said Abhi and smiled. “Miss call! Where is my cell? I have to call her yaar” I excitedly searched for my cell, “it is on your bed bro., see there” said Abhi, he always use to direct me for my things as I am a very careless kind of person who use to keep his things in a depressive manner that is not liked by any one, especially a descent girl. I excitedly “shall I call her ?or not” , “call her yaar” said Abhi “Nothing bad is going to happen”. I was excited and much nervous about what Vids behavior is going to be… “its ringing!” Heart beats was also increasing with every ring of vids call… “hello”… “hi! How are you?” … “gud and u?” … “hmm.. fine” … “so, where are you these days?” … “I am in kerala, doing preprations” … “kerala! But in your orkut profile u have written lucknow” … “ya.. that’s because I don’t want any unwanted person to know that I am in kerala, except my friends, you know yaar! There was lot of problems during the school days” … “ya.. I know..” … “and where are you yaar?” … “chennai” … “preprations?” … “No, I have joined vel-tech and I am doing computer science engineering” … “hmmm… great!”, signs of smile can be felt by her voice and the conversation continues between a year back broken up couples…. “Raj… do you remember the school days? they were the golden days.. I miss them a lot” … “yupp… you are right…I too miss them very much ” … “ok Raj… just tell me a day among those golden days which you want to forget” … “I want to forget the day when we broke-up” … “Raj, don’t u think that I had done nothing wrong by not reaccepting your proposal, as marriage between north Indian and south Indian, isn’t it against the society? ” these words somewhat irritates me … “well, I don’t think so vids. We are living in the 21^st century and if a hindu girl would marry a muslim boy then why not you and me?” … “you know what Raj, my mother has given me strict instructions, not to fall in love with a north Indian and I cant disobey her ” by her words, I understood that she was no more interested in me and that’s why I tried to turn the whole talk to a different phase “maybe aunty hadn’t met any good north Indian boy, I am sure the her opinion will change after meeting me, so! when are you fixing our meeting?” she started laughing and her happiness made me feel a kind of divine happiness which was supernatural, at that time I was in two states, on one hand I was sad as she was showing no more interest in me and on the other hand I was happy because of her happiness, by that time I realized that true love is not always getting something, but true love is in giving something to your beloved which could make her smile, by any how and her happiness will make u feel a different kind of supernatural happiness which can’t be expressed in words. “my warden is roaming yaar, call you later, bye” … “ok, good night and take care.. Bye” … “you too take care, bye”.

During that time I and abhi were trying our level best to find any way to break the college wi-fi boundation. Most of the colleges like vel-tech use to prohibit certain social networking and porn websites in there wi-fi network for the bright future students but I don’t think that this kind of prohibition has any kind of relation with any student future. Well, I am the back bencher of my class, an average student not active in sports at all and very lazy type of person who consider sound sleep much more important than attending boring college lectures but during the first two months I tried my best to be a front bencher but later I realized that front bench doesn’t ment for me or neither I meant for the first bench. As it I said that ‘birds of same feather flock together’ so I got abhi as my room-mate and friend he is much similar to me but study a bit. The fact that I am mentally absent in the class was enough for him for being in the similar state. “yaaaaaa” abhi shouted, “ what happened dude? Every thing ok?” I asked “I have found something great for you” abhi said in a stimulating way but I understood that it was something related to the prohibited websites, “I found the software to open orkut and it is working”, “abhi you are genious” I praised him and then he showed me ‘toonel’ which was a kind of server tunneling software using which accessing the prohibited websites is possible, by that moment we felt that at least we are good for something weather the thing is good for us or not. The day before that day we had decided that we were now going to study well and also to make our self reserve, not letting the crowd of hostel to disturb us. Well, it is admirable that we were able to keep one of our promise by keeping ourselves reserve, although the subject in which we were reserve is entirly different but we were at least busy in

something, and as far as the first promise is concerned it was impossible to keep it alive with abhi’s new invention i.e., ‘toonel’.

“What talk the two lovers had?” abhi eagerly asked “nothing great yaar, she is no more interested in me” I replied in a depressive way “are you a soothsayer?! At least give her time to think yaar” abhi said and his words made me understood that being optimistic is the best way to improve ones fortune and by thinking positive we can achieve victory over our sadness. “ya” I replied when abhi asked me about the days when I and vids were together, “leave it bro., it is a long story” I said “no I want to listen, now!” and that was the time when I told abhi about the days when I was in class 12^th, those days were the most adventures and moralistic days of my life and also about the ups and downs and the difficulty that I had suffered during those days. I always love to tell my friends the story of my school days because it reminds me about some of the most beautiful memories of my life and also includes some unexpected incidences from which I take lessons to lead a better life. Sometimes that one year seems like one life to me, I feel like my whole life is bound in that one year of friendship, fight and love in which I had gained much experience and also lost much trust just because of my own mistakes.