Hey friends 😃..finally all my assignments and presentations ka silsila comes to an end...still have few exams but fortunately we are given some time to breathe after this whole long presentations ka silsila...I have jst written something recently after getting relieved ,I don't know but I jst had to write this to reduce some gutar goo happening in my mind..it's not a love story...but thought of sharing this simple story..not expecting many comments , but I just hope that atleast few of you like this and drop some precious comments in this thread , that might save this thread from getting deserted.
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SIMPLE EXPERIMENTS IN LIFE
She reluctantly moved herself towards the classroom , only she knew how badly she wanted to miss that class but damn this minimum attendance crap set by her university she was attending the most boring class ever ,she wondered why a separate subject is needed to give lectures about, critical reading ,Critical writing or Presentation skills...!! She hated the subject like anything.
She peeped into the class and realised that she was already late ,she made an irritating face and entered in where she was greeted by a new Lecturer ,who is he ,she thought ,she never saw him though she never attended that class she always kept a record of the different proff. for that subject.
Whoever ,she thought and sat and started to stare at her notebook cover while the other's students were busy in discussing their problems with this new lecturer or professor . Maan..Sir!!
Geet was lost in her thoughts ,today was however not so good till now ,she always wondered about herself , on one hand she was known as the most craziest ,naughty ,paagal of the whole group but when it comes to her anger no-one can easily take that , whenever she sat and thought about herself ,she couldn't understand anything ..maybe that's the reason she often conveyed her feelings through a pen and paper ,conveying her feelings through her writing . However she strangely liked the complexities of her life, they were making her life more thrilling and exciting.
She was lost in her thoughts while others were busy discussing their problems in academic writing , she was brought out from all those thoughts when she heard some-one calling her.
She soon came out.
Yes Sir.
What's your name ?? Maan asked her while crossing his arms over his chest.
Geet.
Well , I guess you are not very much interested in this conversation , Do you have any problems with your new assignment??
No Sir ,she replied bluntly.
So is everything clear?
Not exactly sir ,first I need to actually open my mail and read the question that I need to answer .
Well..that's very interesting ,so you don't know the question for your assignment.
No Sir. She was in no mood to extend this conversation so she didn't mind saying the truth and put a full stop to this boring convo
This was a phase where she found every topic except for the Adam Smith's Wealth of Nations or Karl Marx and each and every topic of her favourite subject Economics ,everything else seemed boring
She was soon given a topic to speak about ...she was asked to say 4-5 lines about that particular topic ,she was given the topic "Internet a boon or bane" She remained silent ,why on the hell should she debate on this topic?!!
She didn't speak a word and she knew that Maan Sir would have assumed her to be one of these really dumb students..still it didn't matter for her.
Days passed ,she kept skipping some classes but attended a few ,but her disliking for that subject and the Lecturer didn't reduce a bit.
One day she was again sitting in that Attending-just-for attendance class but she strangely was enjoying that class , she had to accept that this new lecturer Maan has wonderful communication skills and also shared a great rapport with all the students ,he then asked about the question that usually irritates every student ,What do you want to become or what are your future plans..she was highly disturbed by this question ,to her surprise all of them had some answers with them , the girl sitting beside her , even started to suggest Geet about what should she do in the future ,Geet was least interested in the pictorial representation of those plans...She felt like banging her hand to that wall!! Gosh..please save me from this well before his eyes turn towards me with that stupid onl irritating question hanging on his head. She however with some courage uttered the answer "I don't know Sir" ..I really don't.
He smiled and said..Good!
Good ?? Her eyes popped out ,she never expected such a response from him ,he onl said .Geet that's good...life is a very expermertal platform ,sometimes it's good to play with it ,Let things happen he smiled back but ... never ...never loose focus on life.
He smiled.
That was something which literally made her feel so good , what was in those three lines which made everything around her extremely amazing. It was like a reflection of her thoughts.
He soon winded up the class and all the students left the class ,but she didn't feel like leaving that class, for the very first time..she wanted to talk to him , don't why but she soo wanted to talk to him..but she couldn't as he was in a hurry and left the class while talking on his mobile .
The whole evening and even in the night she couldn't forget his "It's good" and his wonderful lively smile accompanied with those words.
Why were those words affecting her so much.
She waited the next two days desperately for his next class. She even decided to ask one particular portion that she could not understand of that book she has been reading .
She soon went to him and he explained it so beautifully.
The meaning was :
What is colourful according to you?? Do you have any limit for something to be colourful , bright and what is your idea when you say something is colourful ,how many clours are needed to describe your colourfulness , sometimes just one colour is enough but sometimes even lots and lots of colours are not enough , what you might see as absolutely colourless might be extremely colourful for others , even if the colour is in you .
She was just lost in his expressions ,how amazing was that , for the very first time she actually understood the depth of his thoughts which were extremely wonderful ,she just felt like talking to him keep on talking to him , it was such a beautiful experience for her.
She occasionally talked to him now and then regarding various different things , He knew about all the subjects , Economics , Literature ,Biology and no idea how many ,he must be 8 years older than her ,then how is he so damn intelligent , she somehow by now understood that this teaching process was definitely part of some research , may be to understand and observe the behaviour of Students who recently turned adults. It seemed that he had no limitations ,his horizons were extremely broad . He was no less than an amazing mystery to her , she felt that he almost knew everything .
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Her this semester was now going to end , she knew that may be Maan Sir would leave the college after this semester.
She wasn't so happy about that , finally it was her last presentation in that subject and she was nervous about that as she chose a controversial topic , but as soon as she saw Maan Sir among the two teachers who would grade them ,she was extremely happy...She felt so relieved ,she felt like her mentor was present with her so what's there to worry , it was the turn of her presentation , he looked at him ,he again smiled and looked at her ,his eyes telling ehr to relax , that was enough for her ,she very succsfully completed her presentation , she specially got appreciation for her confidence and the content of her topic ,she was on cloud 9 after receiving such comments from the other ma'am but she desperately wanted to hear some comments from her Maan sir , he appreciated her efforts but also pointed out few mistakes.
Even though it disappointed her a bit but she was somewhat very happy.
She later went near the two proff and was standing a bit far from them but what she listened came as a bunch of surprise for her.
This girl Geet ,she handled the topic very well ,said the other proff who sat with Maan.
Yeah Geet ,she xhose a very nice topic...she has some spark in her , I have talked to her ..and her perception is really good reminds me of my something ,he smiled.
Geet was now fling ,she ran from there
Oh Shit!!! Were they actually taking about me!!?? Hell man!! Get chill breathe in breathe out!!
Oh God..Oh God!! I jst can't believe this man!! Someone pls listen to me ,she almost screamed in her heart , appreciation was not very new to her but Maan's words were somehow extremely different ,they brought Goosebumps ..The person whom she admires like anything ,loves to talk ...actually remembers something while talking to her??
What was that?? The person whose different thinking always mesmerized her , who was probably a wanderer who has no limits...her mentor..why cant' he stay with her forever and guide her always...maybe it's true that they are very few people in your life who makes us realise our potential , our strength in the thoughts and Maan one such person in her life ,she hated the fact that he would be leaving the college after this semester ,maybe she would never meet him again ,maybe he won't leave the college so soon , she found some sort of strange support in him , a different bonding , thoughts which she felt that only he could understood ,should he go?? Why should he?? What was in their very few conversations that made him think that she has some spark?? She wanted to know what he thinks about her she Wanted to know about 'her'.
*****7 Years later*****
She opened her eyes , she woke up from her bed ,she went to her balcony and was enjoying the sensation of sunrays falling on her , till now she couldn't forget those two words "It's Good" , the response she got for her "I don't know".
She soon got fresh and got ready ,she packed her bag and set for her new research work ,7 years passed she still don't know about her destination ,she keeps moving all around ,trying to find answers to things ,she went to the bus-stop and took a bus for ... she sat inside and comforted herself ,she took out a magazine and read an article ,she laughed after reading the article about her".
It was written that Geet ,a successful researcher who left everyone to think after her speech in the recent seminar , her different approach was appreciated in the article .
After reading about 'Her' ,she looked out of her window.
Life now actually seemed so colourful to her.
She finally understood the reason behind his words.."she reminds me of something."
She smiled to herself..Sir aakhir aapne mujhe apne jaisa bana hi diya..she kept smiling to herself.
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Hope I could make sense to at least few of you who read this and I jst couldn't write Maan's POV...so no jhootis for this. 😳
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