Back again forum waasiyos ( since my brain seem to be conjuring a thread for this series I have on going).
This is No.3 in my ShiVi OS series and is short because I felt lengthening it would have ruined it.
These are the two before this:
[url]https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/topic/5221111#156612844[/url]
[url]https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/topic/5282422#160531458[/url]
As usual read, comment, criticize and throw in some likes and loves
3.SERENDIPITY
“I am not coming in”
“You are”
“No”
“Yes”
“You cannot force me”
“Oh yeah, do you want me to send your family the video of the drunken monologue you went on about how much you love them all” Raavi raised her phone threateningly.
“You wouldn’t” Shiva looked warily at the said instrument.
“Watch me” Raavi shook her phone again.
“Fine I will come in” Shiva conceded “Par mein kah raha hoon, kisine mujhse class mein sawaal pooch ana, mein bhaag jaaoonga”
“Shiva it’s the first day of classes, no one is going to ask youanything” Raavi soothed him.
“Why couldn’t you be in my class” Shiva asked mulishly for theumpteenth time.
“Like I told you, hazaar baar, you are in a beginner level English classes and I am in a degree course” Raavi said firmly.
As Shiva continued to gnaw at his lips, Raavi went to stand in front of him and looked into his eyes
“Dekho Shiva, I know that you are worried. This is really new to you and I get that. Lekin tum khud ki takath bhool rahein hon”
“What’s the use of physical strength in English classes gadhedi” Shivalooked perplexed
“Your strength is not just physical Shiva. You are street smart and that is useful. I have cent percent confidence that you will do well in class and waise bhi, main hoon tumhari maddah karne ke liye”
A slow smile spread on Shiva Pandya’s weather-beaten face. He knewRaavi would help him. For the last few months, she had been helping him. The day after he had told of his insecurities around English, she had come to the irregular haunt at the river bank with a slate and notebook. She had with varying degrees of patience refreshed his grasp of English. It was an immense relief for him to realize that he remembered the basics and with her help he moved to words and sentences. Their camaraderie had grown and he had come to very much look forward to their meeting on the river bank. He saw it as a sign of her getting to understand him, when she gradually broached the subject of going for an English course in her college. She didn’t suggest it the next day after their talk which would have made him feel that without English he was somehow less. She took her time gauging his knowledge, helping him gain some confidence and then suggested college. True to his nature, he said no at first but Raavi was nothing if not persistent. She took him around to the college on the pretext of showing him the place, showed him the booklets and pamphlets inGujrati regarding the course, dreamily described college life to him and one byone wore him down.
“Kaha kho gaye” Raavi snapped her fingers in front of his face.
“Huh, nowhere.” Shiva replied and looked up at the modest college building. It was by no means large but it still intimidated. Educational institutions had never given him good memories but then again, he never had anyone who bothered to care about him or be his friend there. This time around he had one and though he would perhaps never tell her, he was really glad he did.
Sighing in a slightly resigned manner he said
“Tho shuru karein”
PS:
I have obviously taken some liberties as to colleges and courses, so bare with me.
Also it would be really helpful if someone could tell me how to edit the title of a work after it's done so I can put all these into one thread but cannot seem to figure out how to edit titles.
Cricket
Kumkum Bhagya
Tum Se Tum Tak
Sampoorna
