Through the Memory Lane
Sleeping in my own room brings back many memories and I keep tossing and turning in my bed waiting for sleep to come''''''
I got up at 5 but sun rises a little late in mountains so I just wandered in my house just to find grandpa practicing a song on the harmonium. Hmm still daddu hasn't changed a bit.
"Daddu can I sit and listen?"
"No, why would you listen to this go listen to the weird songs you sing."
"Oh daddu you are still angry with me?"
"Whatever let me practice."
"Okay I won't interrupt."
"And I'm going for jogging would return by 8" I said again.
I found Sur on the steps ready in a track suit laden with heavy woolen. I put on my coat and we headed outside. We jogged for a while and then we reached the Naini Lake. The sun rays flickering in the emerald green water but sometimes the whole place gets misty with heavy fog. Even though it's early morning the town is already jostling and bustling. We took coffee from a little shop round the corner hopefully nobody is recognizing me because of my dress up and it's better to stay this way because I don't want any media involvement in this. We sat on one of the railings and sipped our coffees. Sur is looking at me expectantly and I know she is dying to know about my college life.
"Hmm so ready to go to college?"
"Like this?"
"Hmm its 7 now we would head back by 8 and then come again by 9 it's not that far from here."
"But I think lets go home change and go directly because walking the slopes too much is tiring me"
"Okay let's go"
We went home and then went to college. It's also same as ever it is one of the best college for performing arts in the country. It looks familiar but the environment is not the same because there is no familiar face. I took Sur to the lawn and we sat there. And now I know this is the time to reminisce.
"First let me start with the rules, don't ask questions, don't eat my mind to tell you who will end up with who, and don't fall in love with anyone of them."
"Haha last one was funny. But on a serious note I won't even utter a word but wait I can clear out my doubts right?"
"Of course"
"So Sur have you ever been to a normal performing arts college? I guess no. So there are mostly
4 kinds of group in these colleges.
1.There has to be hot band with lead guitarist and all that. So the first group is famous music people.
2. Then there has to be skinny ballerinas, more delicate than dew drops on flower. You know the kind to starve all day to get a perfect zero figure.
3. Then there are the average students or the crazy followers of the first group or maybe sometimes the second because ballerinas are quite famous in guys.
4. Generally the fourth group consists of geeks but in the case of these colleges its classical music or dance learners.
So now can you tell me Sur in which group I was?"
"Umm I would have said the 2nd group but considering that you love to eat and your director said you were chubby in college you must have been in the 1st group vocalist for some hot band"
"Nah, totally wrong I was in the 4th group. I used to play sitar."
"What?? Oh my god but I've never seen you sing those songs"
"I said no questions. Now just listen to the story I tell you"
FLASHBACK:
"I don't believe my luck I got such good grades in my 1st year of college that I topped my class in instrumental and my grandpa is so happy that he is giving me a two days holiday and I can go to Mukteshwar all by myself. Oh I'm so happy" I said excited.
"Oh shut up you are making me jealous. I can't go anywhere on the weekend I've to run errands and Gauri and Simi are busy with practice but there's one good thing we'll go hang out in The Pansy's and see 'The Royal Idiots' perform." Purvi said happy.
"Oh I don't get what you like about that band I don't think they are so great"
"Yeah that's because you have never heard them sing and by the way I'm not much of their music's fan rather I think all the guys look very cute. Though they are out of reach it's not that bad to fancy them."
"Hmm anyways I'll be going now I've to catch a bus."
"Hmm bye take care, have fun."
"Hmm bye"
With that I hung up. It's really a lucky day and I'm in such good mood. Yay! I love this day. I headed for the bus stop. I had my backpack and small trolley bag but it was fully loaded and it is hard to carry. But anyways I have to drag it. And the thing is I'm late. I tried my best to reach there in time but as I stepped in the bus stop bus was ready to leave I could have made it without the bag but with this heavy load I'm still struggling. Oh god, please help me.
And then out of nowhere a person appears behind me and snatches my luggage from me and heads forward.
"Hey what are you doing?" I shouted.
But he didn't even spare a glance and just hurried towards the bus. I ran behind him but by then he handed the luggage to the conductor who was setting the luggage on the top of the bus and he just got up on the bus. It is hard to say but the guy has to somewhere near my age. Strong built, tall, dressed in a black jacket and black jeans and else I can't say about how he looked. I got up on the bus and just then it started. I looked around to see where that guy is but he was nowhere to be seen because so many people are wearing black.
"Mam please take your seat we are about to start" said the tour guide.
"Oh yeah"
I sat in a front seat by the window and inhaled full feeling free as a bird. The journey started and it was really beautiful. The heavenward mountains the valleys the foggy paths and sometimes small streams made the whole way unforgettable. We reached there in 3 hours.
Now I've to go to the temple and then I'll just roam around in the forest. And also I'll have to go to the famous view point chauli ki jaali. The view is supposed to be really great. I headed for the temple first; I used to come here with my father when I was little but after dad left it's my first time here. Grandpa never allowed because he doesn't likes to travel much and he never left me alone but since I got too good grades he allowed me.
Being here reminds me of dad it's been 1 month I've not talked to him. I wish he could come back and resolve that problem between him grandpa and then we can live together. Anyways I should be enjoying right now. Wait but where is the road to chauli ki jaali. Ah it used be through the woods.
Uff!! Finaaly after walking for 15 mins I found it, it's still very pretty the view is awesome ah I should have brought my camera. Anyways where is that steep stone where me and dad used to stand together and he used to sing me songs. Hmm it's round the corner I guess. Oh someone is already standing there wait is that guy in black the same bag guy? Maybe
Should I just ask him wait what if he is not that guy he'll think I'm flirting. No but what if this is that guy, I have to thank him.
I tried to see his face but he is still facing the cliff and taking photos.
"Umm excuse me?"
Ring, ring. Oh it's my phone
"Hello"
"It's me, dad. I heard you topped your class?"
"Oh dad I missed you so much."
"Well I knew you would come to mukteshwar so let me tell you one thing I'm here too."
"What really? Where?"
"Near the temple."
"Wait there I'm coming"
Yippie it is indeed my lucky day. And here I go to meet dad. I ran towards the forest.
Dad and I headed back for nainitaal because he wanted to meet grandpa and I did not wanted to miss a single moment with him. He gave me new music albums which I have to keep hidden from grandpa. I remember what the main conflict between dad and grandpa was music. Dad wanted to go pursue a career in modern music he wanted to play guitar but my grandpa is a very well known classical singer how could he let his son go. So dad left house but grandpa didn't allow him to take me with him. Grandpa always expects a lot from me so when I chose to go instrumental and chose sitar he was really happy. Though practically choosing this career was pressured by grandpa but I love him so much how can I disobey him? So I don't know if dad has come back to live with us or not I don't mind if he stays for atleast 1 week I'd be happy.
After dad and grandpa talked for hours it was clear that dad is not back but rather he just wanted to see me so he came and won't be staying even, just for Sunday.
Oh its Monday already, yesterday was so much fun I love spending time with dad. But now have to go to college.
I stood near the rickshaw stand waiting for one to come. Finally I get one since I have to take my sitar with me it's hard to go walking all the way.
Since I'm taking up some extra classes I've to change my instrumental class today I'll shift to batch 2. And it's my first day in that class hope everything goes well. And purvi has warned me not to nail any cute guys and yeah the group Royal Idiots are also in this class so Purvi was very angry today.
I entered the class it seems pretty normal but all the famous and high students are in this batch I hope I can match them.
"Hello everyone"
"Hello sir"
"So students before starting the class I want to introduce our new student in this class Ms. Arohi Ahluwalia. She is a very good sitar player." The last line earned me laughs from other students.
"So Arohi I want you to play something for us today"
"Umm okay sir"
With that I went to the front and seated myself in the carpet and started playing raag bhairavi. After my performance was done I averted my eyes to the professor who was looking at the back really pissed I tried to see and found that a guy is sleeping at the back of the class.
"Hello Mr. Arjun, so what would you say about your fellow classmate how did she play?"
The finally came to senses and he was yawning in the full view of the professor. He looked at me and smirked
"Well this performance''.. It was really good'''' for sleeping"
Edited by piggy-rabbit - 13 years ago
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