Before I write this blog I would definitely like all the readers to note that "All the Characters and Sequences in this piece of writing are purely fictitious and bear no resemblance to anyone dead or alive and if any resemblance found, it is Coincidental."
It were the hot summers of the Land of Desert, in one of its most intellectual town, a gem in the crown of Shekhawati region that this fantasy yet so real love story of love stories, a story of unprecedented sacrifices, of nerve cracking drama, began some three years ago. You must have heard of all the epic love stories of Romeo and Juliet, Laila-Majnu, Heer-Ranjha, Rekha-Amitabh but this one counts them all out. Its different in two major aspects:-
First, This love story unlike all others has a happy ending.
Second, this does not involve a XX and a XY chromosome, but two XY chromosomes.
When they came to this town of famous "pedas", knowing not much more about it then the fact that they would be spending next four years of their lives, learning in this new place they have never heard of, before its admission test details appeared in the newspapers. But yet these two epitome of success had no qualms, no worries about this new place because they were sure that people like them, though less and though not encouraged much, did exist in the lands of grandeur. Let me introduce you to them first. The first one, was a tall, healthy, way too strong BA who hails from the city of planning, a land divided between two states, a city boasting a lot about its modernity though factually it has just one shopping centre, celebrates Valmiki Jayanti as a holiday, a clear dominance of Scheduled castes and tribes, but yet he was proud of the place he belonged to.
The other guy, RA, was equally proud of his city of Sunrise, the city famous for its white coloured, mouth watering, sweet delicacy but yet the city of most dense human population also boasting of one of the largest "red light" areas ever known. But yet, these people find solace in their highly modernized, very social party which is highly appreciative and possessive about its comrades.
So we already see that they had this one thing of eternal love for their places of origin which ws to remain forever in the hearts of these juveniles, who really werent aware of the territory they would be venturing into very soon.
BA was a smart guy, with girls hovering around him in his native place and his Priya automotive encouraging him to not be going around with more than one of them at a time. RA was the stud in his days, all the school staff and students drooling even on the mention of his name, but again he had his own tastes and preferences and kept most of the droolers, be it of any chromosomal configuration, at bay.
One thing was common again, they were not completely satisfied with what they had and always craved for that something more, something stronger and ... It is said that "Bhagwan ke ghar mein der hai, andher nahin" and this so aptly came true for the two of our heroes, when they were alotted adjacent rooms in what was to be their first step into the hostel life, into the world of solitary existence, into the realm of self sustenance. So what that no one cared to observe that BA was always staring into nothingness, so what no one ever observed what kind of lights he read under, RA was always there to note even the minutest of details and put it in front of his friends so tactfully that everyone just laughed at the joke, not knowing what was cooking under the mask of unforeseen innocence and unprecedented cunningness was never unmasked.
We know "Birds of same feather flock together" and no wonder, RA soon recognised who his bird is going to be. Hostel life is never easy, you are suddenly put into the real world, coming out of the shackles of parental guidance and breaking the invisible bars of rules and regulations. It is then that your heart craves to be free, to roam under the sun, to fall for anything that comes your way, of the opposite sex for sure. But then, here comes the irony of engineers all over the country, there is no opposite sex, its just that there are people not of same sex. This travesty of life took its toll on BA and finding no pastures to graze on, he was lured into the act of loosing self control and in the end the tactics of RA worked and it was then that what was to be another epic was constructed and though probably, the fire did burn out after some 2 years but still u can see flares coming up at times and though BA feels cheated but he should not be disheartened yet because "yeh toh woh koyala hai jo jal kar raakh ka roop le chuka hai, is raakh ko hatkkar dekh manushya tu aag ki lapton mein sama jayega". ;);)
Saturday, July 26, 2008
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7 comments:
bhai gulli maan gaye aapke likhne ki hidayat ko.aapke likhne ke andaz ki nazakat ko dekhte hue hum swaym desh ke rashtrapati se aapko puraskrit karne ke liye gujarish karenge,..
yaar d onli wrd which came to my mind was amazing..it was truly amazing..ultimate...yaar u write beautifully,,have already read it 5 times...amazing....
u've done a gr8 work...but i didn't like it...may b its too heavy stuff...or may b i expected sumthin better...
abe kya heavy likha hai......u certainly have a good style of writing....samajh ne ke liye hi do baar padhna pada [:P]
heavy tha...logon ko samajh nahin aaya..yaar kya luniye...
dekh aisa hai baaki cheezon ka toh pata nahi but all mah appin letters n SOP kinda stuff toh tu hi likhne waala hai kyunki i for 1 surely cant pull such stuff off... ;)
arreee yaarrr.....likha acha hai...pehli baar to sar k upar se gaya tha lekin doosri baar padhne k baad samajh aa hi gaya ki yeh kin do praniyon ke liye likha gaya hai....well written!!!
haan bhai.. ritesh to 5 baar padhega hi.. aakhir purani yaadein hain.. raghav ne bhi ra n ra ki khoj mein shayad do baar padh liya ;)
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