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NEVER LET YOU GO.:
PART-16
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15th Feb 2000
Years passed like days, days passed like hours and hours like seconds, with niharika by my side i was complete..! 2 years had passed since that day and we were in final year then! 2 years! I never felt like writing my diary because something more valuable than my own feelings, more valuable than diaries was with me MY NIHARIKA...!!
After that day in canteen she never said anything like that again,anything that would hurt me, even i did nothing that would hurt her. But that doesn't mean that we both never fought! We did fought, at least twice a day. For petty things once for being late, once for fixing machines, once for cheating her in "who-blink-first" game, once for completing assignments, bunking class, what not! And yeah, sometimes for that girl in computer science... Must say "i hate you's" were more in our relation than "i love you's" because that was what she says every time she feels for me whatever, the whole college, including prof.rag had witnessed our relation! Of course they even got to know about kabir's filthy intentions too when he proposed niharika in last year's youth festival. She just asked him whether he knows about her relation with me or not. To which he answered that he wouldn't care even if she had slept with me but all he wanted was she has to be with him. How mean he was! Whatever, she snubbed him immediately, of course she would do that even before asking him about our relation. midst of all these things niha and i gave our GATE exam making effort to step on to next segment of our career.
A lot had changed in past 2 years that we eventually won all the tasks of DREAM TEAM competition drawing the sight of almost all the prestigious institutes for engineering in India and also the top companies abroad. And we were totally excited when we were announced about our abroad trip for finals.
"vardhaan i need to pack a lot of things! Yaar! i am confused, what should i do" niha said sipping her coffee. It was usual morning in the college that we sat in canteen and were talking
"vardhaaan! Are you listening? We're hardly left with 3 days and i am so excited and scared at the same time" she made a face. I just nodded, smiling. "vardhaan! Say something, will you help me or not?" she grabbed the coffee mug from my hands.
"niha, pack what you feel comfortable in and with" i smiled taking my mug back.. She giggled. Aaah! How lucky i was! I was confident these conversations of our's will keep our relation lively till our last breathe,
"vardhaaan!" she shook my hand bringing me back to world! "i think i should pack you then!" she smirked.
"i don't think we both can fit in my outfit." i winked "anyways we still had time for that"
"chiee..You are spoiled" she faked disgust trying to hide her already pink turned cheeks.
"just after meeting you baby" i gave her sheepish grin.
"he he! very funny, idiot" she hit me on my shoulder.
"ouch.!" It hurt again.
"achha when are you going home!" she inquired
"i am not sure of going niha... I don't think that papa will talk to me.. It's 4 years now" i gulped down the remains in the mug.
"he will vardhaan! He definitely will, even if he don't you should go home at least for vartika and your ma" she gently pressed her palm against mine. Yeah! She's right! I should go home, at least for the sake of vartika. She definitely would have missed me! Because 2 years of departure from loving sister was never a trivial issue... and i really missed her!
It's already 10 30 pm when we reached Delhi. I dropped niha at her house and headed back to my house, i was actually reluctant to go there but vartika was the sole reason for my visit to home.. What ever i knew i'd have only bitter welcomes there and as expected, i was welcomed by the drooped face of my dad. He hadn't smiled he didn't even happy at my visit to home after nearly 4 years...whilst vartika was jumping out of joy on seeing me at home and so as my ma.
"oh! You're home finally! So.. Completed your useless engineering?" he said while i was stepping in
"engineering is never useless" i said curtly removing my shoes
"oh! So you see it as useful! Whatever!"he took the newspaper and was busy in gluing his eyes to the contents in it..mean while i got freshened up and was busy devouring what vartika and ma had cooked for me... It's almost 11:00 pm and i actually had to talk to my dad about my abroad trip which was scheduled 2 days later
"papa" i called out as he was going to bed
"kya?" he was not even looking at me
"papa, we actually have dre..." i began to speak
"if it's about your useless engineering then don't waste my time" he turned back to leave
"papa! It's not useless" i screamed almost!
"aur kya? Theek hai, let's think it's useful... You've done what you love! But at least now do what i wish!" he neared me... I looked at him in askance
"take CAT this year and go for management studies" he said. Well, i was unfazed any ways i knew he would ask me so someday and that was the day.
"papa i am not interested, more over i gave GATE already and results will be out in days" i said lowering my gaze. He said nothing, he just smiled desperately.
"what a son you're.?! Always making me feel ashamed!" "papa, problem kya hai thumara? Doing engineering makes you feel ashamed??" i bellowed totally loosing self control
"lower your voice! You have no rights to speak"
"i don't have rights??" my anger was on clouds.
"yes you don't" he screamed.
"stop it papa! Having a commerce or management degree will make you feel proud or else we're not even humans and we don't have rights to speak. right? It's you papa, you don't have rights to decide my life!" i spoke out of my rage and it did hurt him..i knew, i was enraged at his point of view about my studies but the last few words of mine... I didn't really mean them, before i could realize that, i was slapped across my face
"papa" i muttered
"shut up! Never call me that! Got it? Get out of my house right now! and i feel the same i felt for past 4 years like i don't have a son at all" I don't know why but i felt nothing. i sensed warm tears on my cheeks. I just dashed into my room and began to pack my things hastily, if he was that stubborn, then, being his son, how stubborn should i be? With in fraction of seconds i barged out of my house with all my things in my hands, ma and di were aghast... I didn't even look at them.,and my dad didn't even try to stop me, i just stepped out of my house walking furiously. It's then that vartika came running behind me calling out for me
"vardhaan., stop being kid come in" she held my hand while i was about to cross the gate.
"no di, not anymore" i freed my hand
"vardhaan calm down, don't you know he's like that?
"how long di? How long should i resist?" i screamed as tears layered my eyes. She said nothing but i saw tears in her eyes too. She silently took my palm into her's, she placed a pile of notes and closed my wrist,
"di" i was surprise..
"shh.! I know what you need and what you don't. Vardhaan do what ever you love, but Don't forget your didi. Come to me when ever you feel low. Remember i am here for you! Take care" she caressed my hair. Must say guys like me were really blessed to have such sisters in life...she just makes my life possible, always! I hugged her and came out bidding her adieu
it's exactly 11:30 pm and everything ended in spell of an hour... An hour back i was in bus to Delhi from Rourkee and then i was in the bus again to Rourkee from Delhi. That was so called as my visit to home, i smiled desperately wondering why that happens only to me as i boarded the bus It was a long night and the journey was so tiring, moreover what had happened at home was not letting me close my eyes at least for a second...that night had passed somehow but i was unaware of another deadly surprise rather say shock, that was waiting for me the very next day.
16th Feb 2000
It was 6 in the morning and i guess she must be sleeping peacefully, in her room, uff! I just realised how hard it would be to make a step at least, without her... She was in Delhi and i was in Rourkee, we were miles apart but i could feel her around... I walked through the hallway and reached the scrapyard, the bench we used to sit most was occupied by a girl in her mid twenties, might be junior, I couldn't completely figure out who she was but she was some what like niharika, yes! She had the close resemblances. I stepped forward to conform my confusion,
"crap! She was in Delhi then how come she would be in Rourkee?" I asked my self while stepping towards her! With the very next step i concluded, it's her!!! That wasn't any dream, she was there! She sat there, on the bench for real!! I ran to her the very next minute.
"niharika...tum...Delhi... aur...Rourkee... Kab..." i swallowed my words while gasping for breathe. She silently looked up and lowered her gaze to floor again! Something was wrong.. She wasn't smiling, there was no glint of happiness in her eyes..! i sat beside her, wiping the sweat off my face. She silently leaned her head against my shoulder...
"niha.. When did you came back? Look at me..don't be low... What happened" i wrapped my arm around her holding her close to my heart.
"i came to the last bus yesterday, i fought with my dad vardhaan, he wants me to get married!" she said talking my palm into her hands and drawing irregular figures on it with her fingers!
"are you serious?" i managed to ask.
"it's not a joke" she riposted... well, i was not at all surprised.. it's a typical-Indian-father's plan to get his daughter married as early as possible... i often wonder what that get into their minds that they force their daughters to get marry even when they are studying...
"what did you say?" i asked
"i told about you and he wants to meet you most probably after our abroad trip"
"umm..!" i mumbled as she continued to speak
"vardhaan, do you know whom he wants to get me married..." she asked meekly, and i raised my eyebrows like asking her about the groom details... she took a deep breathe closing her eyes and mumbled
"kabir"
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PART-16
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15th Feb 2000
Years passed like days, days passed like hours and hours like seconds, with niharika by my side i was complete..! 2 years had passed since that day and we were in final year then! 2 years! I never felt like writing my diary because something more valuable than my own feelings, more valuable than diaries was with me MY NIHARIKA...!!
After that day in canteen she never said anything like that again,anything that would hurt me, even i did nothing that would hurt her. But that doesn't mean that we both never fought! We did fought, at least twice a day. For petty things once for being late, once for fixing machines, once for cheating her in "who-blink-first" game, once for completing assignments, bunking class, what not! And yeah, sometimes for that girl in computer science... Must say "i hate you's" were more in our relation than "i love you's" because that was what she says every time she feels for me whatever, the whole college, including prof.rag had witnessed our relation! Of course they even got to know about kabir's filthy intentions too when he proposed niharika in last year's youth festival. She just asked him whether he knows about her relation with me or not. To which he answered that he wouldn't care even if she had slept with me but all he wanted was she has to be with him. How mean he was! Whatever, she snubbed him immediately, of course she would do that even before asking him about our relation. midst of all these things niha and i gave our GATE exam making effort to step on to next segment of our career.
A lot had changed in past 2 years that we eventually won all the tasks of DREAM TEAM competition drawing the sight of almost all the prestigious institutes for engineering in India and also the top companies abroad. And we were totally excited when we were announced about our abroad trip for finals.
"vardhaan i need to pack a lot of things! Yaar! i am confused, what should i do" niha said sipping her coffee. It was usual morning in the college that we sat in canteen and were talking
"vardhaaan! Are you listening? We're hardly left with 3 days and i am so excited and scared at the same time" she made a face. I just nodded, smiling. "vardhaan! Say something, will you help me or not?" she grabbed the coffee mug from my hands.
"niha, pack what you feel comfortable in and with" i smiled taking my mug back.. She giggled. Aaah! How lucky i was! I was confident these conversations of our's will keep our relation lively till our last breathe,
"vardhaaan!" she shook my hand bringing me back to world! "i think i should pack you then!" she smirked.
"i don't think we both can fit in my outfit." i winked "anyways we still had time for that"
"chiee..You are spoiled" she faked disgust trying to hide her already pink turned cheeks.
"just after meeting you baby" i gave her sheepish grin.
"he he! very funny, idiot" she hit me on my shoulder.
"ouch.!" It hurt again.
"achha when are you going home!" she inquired
"i am not sure of going niha... I don't think that papa will talk to me.. It's 4 years now" i gulped down the remains in the mug.
"he will vardhaan! He definitely will, even if he don't you should go home at least for vartika and your ma" she gently pressed her palm against mine. Yeah! She's right! I should go home, at least for the sake of vartika. She definitely would have missed me! Because 2 years of departure from loving sister was never a trivial issue... and i really missed her!
It's already 10 30 pm when we reached Delhi. I dropped niha at her house and headed back to my house, i was actually reluctant to go there but vartika was the sole reason for my visit to home.. What ever i knew i'd have only bitter welcomes there and as expected, i was welcomed by the drooped face of my dad. He hadn't smiled he didn't even happy at my visit to home after nearly 4 years...whilst vartika was jumping out of joy on seeing me at home and so as my ma.
"oh! You're home finally! So.. Completed your useless engineering?" he said while i was stepping in
"engineering is never useless" i said curtly removing my shoes
"oh! So you see it as useful! Whatever!"he took the newspaper and was busy in gluing his eyes to the contents in it..mean while i got freshened up and was busy devouring what vartika and ma had cooked for me... It's almost 11:00 pm and i actually had to talk to my dad about my abroad trip which was scheduled 2 days later
"papa" i called out as he was going to bed
"kya?" he was not even looking at me
"papa, we actually have dre..." i began to speak
"if it's about your useless engineering then don't waste my time" he turned back to leave
"papa! It's not useless" i screamed almost!
"aur kya? Theek hai, let's think it's useful... You've done what you love! But at least now do what i wish!" he neared me... I looked at him in askance
"take CAT this year and go for management studies" he said. Well, i was unfazed any ways i knew he would ask me so someday and that was the day.
"papa i am not interested, more over i gave GATE already and results will be out in days" i said lowering my gaze. He said nothing, he just smiled desperately.
"what a son you're.?! Always making me feel ashamed!" "papa, problem kya hai thumara? Doing engineering makes you feel ashamed??" i bellowed totally loosing self control
"lower your voice! You have no rights to speak"
"i don't have rights??" my anger was on clouds.
"yes you don't" he screamed.
"stop it papa! Having a commerce or management degree will make you feel proud or else we're not even humans and we don't have rights to speak. right? It's you papa, you don't have rights to decide my life!" i spoke out of my rage and it did hurt him..i knew, i was enraged at his point of view about my studies but the last few words of mine... I didn't really mean them, before i could realize that, i was slapped across my face
"papa" i muttered
"shut up! Never call me that! Got it? Get out of my house right now! and i feel the same i felt for past 4 years like i don't have a son at all" I don't know why but i felt nothing. i sensed warm tears on my cheeks. I just dashed into my room and began to pack my things hastily, if he was that stubborn, then, being his son, how stubborn should i be? With in fraction of seconds i barged out of my house with all my things in my hands, ma and di were aghast... I didn't even look at them.,and my dad didn't even try to stop me, i just stepped out of my house walking furiously. It's then that vartika came running behind me calling out for me
"vardhaan., stop being kid come in" she held my hand while i was about to cross the gate.
"no di, not anymore" i freed my hand
"vardhaan calm down, don't you know he's like that?
"how long di? How long should i resist?" i screamed as tears layered my eyes. She said nothing but i saw tears in her eyes too. She silently took my palm into her's, she placed a pile of notes and closed my wrist,
"di" i was surprise..
"shh.! I know what you need and what you don't. Vardhaan do what ever you love, but Don't forget your didi. Come to me when ever you feel low. Remember i am here for you! Take care" she caressed my hair. Must say guys like me were really blessed to have such sisters in life...she just makes my life possible, always! I hugged her and came out bidding her adieu
it's exactly 11:30 pm and everything ended in spell of an hour... An hour back i was in bus to Delhi from Rourkee and then i was in the bus again to Rourkee from Delhi. That was so called as my visit to home, i smiled desperately wondering why that happens only to me as i boarded the bus It was a long night and the journey was so tiring, moreover what had happened at home was not letting me close my eyes at least for a second...that night had passed somehow but i was unaware of another deadly surprise rather say shock, that was waiting for me the very next day.
16th Feb 2000
It was 6 in the morning and i guess she must be sleeping peacefully, in her room, uff! I just realised how hard it would be to make a step at least, without her... She was in Delhi and i was in Rourkee, we were miles apart but i could feel her around... I walked through the hallway and reached the scrapyard, the bench we used to sit most was occupied by a girl in her mid twenties, might be junior, I couldn't completely figure out who she was but she was some what like niharika, yes! She had the close resemblances. I stepped forward to conform my confusion,
"crap! She was in Delhi then how come she would be in Rourkee?" I asked my self while stepping towards her! With the very next step i concluded, it's her!!! That wasn't any dream, she was there! She sat there, on the bench for real!! I ran to her the very next minute.
"niharika...tum...Delhi... aur...Rourkee... Kab..." i swallowed my words while gasping for breathe. She silently looked up and lowered her gaze to floor again! Something was wrong.. She wasn't smiling, there was no glint of happiness in her eyes..! i sat beside her, wiping the sweat off my face. She silently leaned her head against my shoulder...
"niha.. When did you came back? Look at me..don't be low... What happened" i wrapped my arm around her holding her close to my heart.
"i came to the last bus yesterday, i fought with my dad vardhaan, he wants me to get married!" she said talking my palm into her hands and drawing irregular figures on it with her fingers!
"are you serious?" i managed to ask.
"it's not a joke" she riposted... well, i was not at all surprised.. it's a typical-Indian-father's plan to get his daughter married as early as possible... i often wonder what that get into their minds that they force their daughters to get marry even when they are studying...
"what did you say?" i asked
"i told about you and he wants to meet you most probably after our abroad trip"
"umm..!" i mumbled as she continued to speak
"vardhaan, do you know whom he wants to get me married..." she asked meekly, and i raised my eyebrows like asking her about the groom details... she took a deep breathe closing her eyes and mumbled
"kabir"
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