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I loved the generous response you guys gave for the prologue. At last I squeezed out my time to complete the 1st chapter. It's short but I hope it'd meet your expectations.
1. First time I ever saw your face
Kaleidoscope of memoirs : 4 years back
"Hey you! Yes, brown shirt! Come here! And Chasmish! You too!"
Rohan Malholtra, 4th year accounting student was keeping an eye on the entrance while he spotted two freshers entering the college premise. He and his friends were on their bikes, having their share of fun, or their "birthright as a senior" as they called, that is... Ragging on the first day of college!
"Aah! Stylish haircut , brown shirt? Eyes on the girls already, haan? Senior ki age number lene ka planning? Nah! Never! You made us unhappy on your very first day!" Advik Roy, who was Vicky for his friends, slapped on the shoulder of the new boy.
"Sorry Brother!"the new boy, though had warm blood of youth in him, decided to keep calm and avoid troubles unnecessarily.
"Sir! Say Sir!" Rohan said sternly and muttered under his breath, "God! Where did Sanky vanish? Got two interesting specimens at last, how can we enjoy fully if he's not here?"
Dhruv Arora,another guy suggested playfully, " How about we teach him some manners? Hey wannabe hero! You'll chop those long locks after college today, just like a soldier has. And you must sing a very special song,THE GREAT FRESHER GUYS' OATH...
"Foolon ka taaron ka sab ka kehna hai...
Sari ladkiyaan yaahan meri behna hai...
Kabhi nahi uspe line marna hai..."
(I have to tell this to all flowers and stars,
All the girls present here.. are my sisters
I shouldn't try to woo them... never ever...)
The guy with spectacles started singing quickly, not wanting to mess with the seniors on the very first day.
"Wah Dhruv! What a mind blowing lyrics!" A tall, fair, lean boy with jet black hair came from behind and leaned on an empty bike besides his friend. He had a handsome face with sharp jawline and dark chocolate eyes... His toned muscles rippled as he stretched his arms... Gasps and sighs resonated from the female audience present over there as he gave a mischievous smirk and winked...
"Sanky, where did you go buddy? Don't tell me you left us to check out the girls again?"Rohan rolled his eyes.
Sanskar Maheshwari, the hottest hunk of the lot shrugged with an expression "Well, you know me!" Then he frowned,
" Hey Mr Smarty pants, why aren't you singing?"
"Sorry...SIR... But I can't sing this song." the boy in brown shirt answered.
"Why? Should we buy ticket to hear you singing, Mr Yo Yo Honey Singh?" Sanskar said in a mocking tone.Others laughed out loudly and gave one another hi - five.
The guy looked a bit defiant, " You want me to have a haircut? Fine! But not that song! Not everyone in this college are my sisters!"
Others were annoyed and miffed at his demeanour. Sanskar got up and held his shoulder firmly, " Attitude before Sanskar Maheshwari? Hey Yo Yo, I can make your college live living hell, you know that?" He continued to glare at him, giving an intimidating vibe!
"And I can complain that you're troubling my best friend. His name is Laksh, not those stupid ones you gave him! Leave him at once! "A girl's angry voice broke caught their attention. Sanskar turned and towards the owner of the melodious voice only to lose his own...
He got drowned in a pair of almond eyes.. chestnut rims blended with a pool of honey brown in the middle of the orbs... her brows were frowned, her cute little nose was red in anger, her full rosy lips were twisted almost in a pout... her smooth peachy cream skin radiated golden blaze in the morning sun...
"Am I dead Sanky? She can't be from this earth! " Vicky clutched his heart dramatically, "Hey Yo Yo, did some black magic? How can you stupid monkey face got an angel like her? "
"But he's refusing to sing that song Sanky! I'm sure..." Rohan complained.
"Aah! Forget that idiot!"Sanskar mumbled, " How to focus on others when the world fades in front of you, wild cat!" He was staring without blinking, spreading rosy hues over her peachy cream skin.
"Swara let's go! Can't be late for our first class!" Laksh nudged her to move.
Sanskar caught her wrist instantly, not letting her to go.
"Where are you going Angry kitty?" He gave his most charming smile, "You know you're lucky, SWARA! As this time a senior will do something nice for a fresher."
Swara was caught by surprise, while Sanskar recited in his deep baritone, looking at her,
How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,
Upon that blessd wood whose motion sounds
With thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway'st
The wiry concord that mine ear confounds,
Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap
To kiss the tender inward of thy hand,
Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap,
At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand!
To be so tickled, they would change their state
And situation with those dancing chips
O'er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait,
Making dead wood more blest than living lips.
Since saucy jacks so happy are in this,
Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss.***
And then all on a sudden, he got down on his knees and.. kissed the back of her hand...Roars and whistles played around the college ground ... Swara jerked his hand and ran away from there, blushing profusely while Sanskar was beaming like never before.
Laksh and Manish, the boy wearing glasses in the meantime slipped away, finding their golden chance.
"Kya ladki tha!"Dhruv sighed, "What was that Sanskar! You chased her away! You never do anything except flirting even girls going gaga over you!Why to ruin our chances? We could be very nice to her!"
"HEY! Don't even think to try! She's off limits for you!" Sanskar smacked his head lightly
"Wah Sanky! Love at first sight, huh?"Rohan teased, "That's a first in 16 years! You, my friend, getting possessive over a girl!"
"Love or not, that I don't know! I feel she is different from any other girls. Not just a pretty face, she has a hidden flame within her. And Sanskar Maheshwari loves to jump into fire!"
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A broken mirror: the present
"Remember our first meeting Shona? That day too you ran away from me!" Sanskar again approached his beloved who faced her back towards him. Her body was shaking as she cried, " I craved for you, I followed after you, you had no way but came into my arms. You promised to share your heart, your soul,your life with mine! I'll not let that promise to break!"
"This time all the doors are closed Sanskar! My life can be shared with pain only! Everything is not the same now... Mujhe mere apni haal pe chodd do!Leave me with my wretched fate!"
"What's not the same haan?" Sanskar Maheshwari has never learnt to lose before! That Sahil would never be the end of our love!"
"But the ACID he threw towards me... definitely would!!!"Swara shouted, losing all her control, "GO AWAY! I don't want you to see my face! Let me burn alone in my hell! I don't want anyone else! I just want to DIE!"
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***Reference:
The poem Sanskar recited is
"Sonnet 128: How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st by William Shakespeare"
*** I'm giving the Urban English translation for them, who are not fond of old style English :
"How often, when you, my music, play music,
Upon that blessed wood whose sounds motion,
With your gentle fingers which you sway gently
(over)
The wiry concord that confounds my ears
How I envy those jacks that leaps quickly
To kiss the tender inward of your hand
When my poor lips should reap that harvest,
Your blushing stand at the wood's boldness
To be so tickled, they would change their state
And situation with those dancing chips
Over whom your fingers walk with gentle gait,
Making dead wood more blessd than living lips,
Since saucy jacks are so happy in this,
Give them your fingers, me your lips to kiss."
***Concord :a musical instrument very similar to piano.
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1. First time I ever saw your face
Kaleidoscope of memoirs : 4 years back
"Hey you! Yes, brown shirt! Come here! And Chasmish! You too!"
Rohan Malholtra, 4th year accounting student was keeping an eye on the entrance while he spotted two freshers entering the college premise. He and his friends were on their bikes, having their share of fun, or their "birthright as a senior" as they called, that is... Ragging on the first day of college!
"Aah! Stylish haircut , brown shirt? Eyes on the girls already, haan? Senior ki age number lene ka planning? Nah! Never! You made us unhappy on your very first day!" Advik Roy, who was Vicky for his friends, slapped on the shoulder of the new boy.
"Sorry Brother!"the new boy, though had warm blood of youth in him, decided to keep calm and avoid troubles unnecessarily.
"Sir! Say Sir!" Rohan said sternly and muttered under his breath, "God! Where did Sanky vanish? Got two interesting specimens at last, how can we enjoy fully if he's not here?"
Dhruv Arora,another guy suggested playfully, " How about we teach him some manners? Hey wannabe hero! You'll chop those long locks after college today, just like a soldier has. And you must sing a very special song,THE GREAT FRESHER GUYS' OATH...
"Foolon ka taaron ka sab ka kehna hai...
Sari ladkiyaan yaahan meri behna hai...
Kabhi nahi uspe line marna hai..."
(I have to tell this to all flowers and stars,
All the girls present here.. are my sisters
I shouldn't try to woo them... never ever...)
The guy with spectacles started singing quickly, not wanting to mess with the seniors on the very first day.
"Wah Dhruv! What a mind blowing lyrics!" A tall, fair, lean boy with jet black hair came from behind and leaned on an empty bike besides his friend. He had a handsome face with sharp jawline and dark chocolate eyes... His toned muscles rippled as he stretched his arms... Gasps and sighs resonated from the female audience present over there as he gave a mischievous smirk and winked...
"Sanky, where did you go buddy? Don't tell me you left us to check out the girls again?"Rohan rolled his eyes.
Sanskar Maheshwari, the hottest hunk of the lot shrugged with an expression "Well, you know me!" Then he frowned,
" Hey Mr Smarty pants, why aren't you singing?"
"Sorry...SIR... But I can't sing this song." the boy in brown shirt answered.
"Why? Should we buy ticket to hear you singing, Mr Yo Yo Honey Singh?" Sanskar said in a mocking tone.Others laughed out loudly and gave one another hi - five.
The guy looked a bit defiant, " You want me to have a haircut? Fine! But not that song! Not everyone in this college are my sisters!"
Others were annoyed and miffed at his demeanour. Sanskar got up and held his shoulder firmly, " Attitude before Sanskar Maheshwari? Hey Yo Yo, I can make your college live living hell, you know that?" He continued to glare at him, giving an intimidating vibe!
"And I can complain that you're troubling my best friend. His name is Laksh, not those stupid ones you gave him! Leave him at once! "A girl's angry voice broke caught their attention. Sanskar turned and towards the owner of the melodious voice only to lose his own...
He got drowned in a pair of almond eyes.. chestnut rims blended with a pool of honey brown in the middle of the orbs... her brows were frowned, her cute little nose was red in anger, her full rosy lips were twisted almost in a pout... her smooth peachy cream skin radiated golden blaze in the morning sun...
"Am I dead Sanky? She can't be from this earth! " Vicky clutched his heart dramatically, "Hey Yo Yo, did some black magic? How can you stupid monkey face got an angel like her? "
"But he's refusing to sing that song Sanky! I'm sure..." Rohan complained.
"Aah! Forget that idiot!"Sanskar mumbled, " How to focus on others when the world fades in front of you, wild cat!" He was staring without blinking, spreading rosy hues over her peachy cream skin.
"Swara let's go! Can't be late for our first class!" Laksh nudged her to move.
Sanskar caught her wrist instantly, not letting her to go.
"Where are you going Angry kitty?" He gave his most charming smile, "You know you're lucky, SWARA! As this time a senior will do something nice for a fresher."
Swara was caught by surprise, while Sanskar recited in his deep baritone, looking at her,
How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,
Upon that blessd wood whose motion sounds
With thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway'st
The wiry concord that mine ear confounds,
Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap
To kiss the tender inward of thy hand,
Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap,
At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand!
To be so tickled, they would change their state
And situation with those dancing chips
O'er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait,
Making dead wood more blest than living lips.
Since saucy jacks so happy are in this,
Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss.***
And then all on a sudden, he got down on his knees and.. kissed the back of her hand...Roars and whistles played around the college ground ... Swara jerked his hand and ran away from there, blushing profusely while Sanskar was beaming like never before.
Laksh and Manish, the boy wearing glasses in the meantime slipped away, finding their golden chance.
"Kya ladki tha!"Dhruv sighed, "What was that Sanskar! You chased her away! You never do anything except flirting even girls going gaga over you!Why to ruin our chances? We could be very nice to her!"
"HEY! Don't even think to try! She's off limits for you!" Sanskar smacked his head lightly
"Wah Sanky! Love at first sight, huh?"Rohan teased, "That's a first in 16 years! You, my friend, getting possessive over a girl!"
"Love or not, that I don't know! I feel she is different from any other girls. Not just a pretty face, she has a hidden flame within her. And Sanskar Maheshwari loves to jump into fire!"
********************************************************
A broken mirror: the present
"Remember our first meeting Shona? That day too you ran away from me!" Sanskar again approached his beloved who faced her back towards him. Her body was shaking as she cried, " I craved for you, I followed after you, you had no way but came into my arms. You promised to share your heart, your soul,your life with mine! I'll not let that promise to break!"
"This time all the doors are closed Sanskar! My life can be shared with pain only! Everything is not the same now... Mujhe mere apni haal pe chodd do!Leave me with my wretched fate!"
"What's not the same haan?" Sanskar Maheshwari has never learnt to lose before! That Sahil would never be the end of our love!"
"But the ACID he threw towards me... definitely would!!!"Swara shouted, losing all her control, "GO AWAY! I don't want you to see my face! Let me burn alone in my hell! I don't want anyone else! I just want to DIE!"
****************************************************
***Reference:
The poem Sanskar recited is
"Sonnet 128: How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st by William Shakespeare"
*** I'm giving the Urban English translation for them, who are not fond of old style English :
"How often, when you, my music, play music,
Upon that blessed wood whose sounds motion,
With your gentle fingers which you sway gently
(over)
The wiry concord that confounds my ears
How I envy those jacks that leaps quickly
To kiss the tender inward of your hand
When my poor lips should reap that harvest,
Your blushing stand at the wood's boldness
To be so tickled, they would change their state
And situation with those dancing chips
Over whom your fingers walk with gentle gait,
Making dead wood more blessd than living lips,
Since saucy jacks are so happy in this,
Give them your fingers, me your lips to kiss."
***Concord :a musical instrument very similar to piano.
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