Saturday, October 2, 2010
The Girl who stole my smile :(
Rohan was one of the most 'irritating kid' u can meet.. At the age of 22 he still behaved like a kid and that what use to irritates normal people, until and unless u have a unconditional love or soft corner for him, as the girls did (i mentioned, normal people). He was envied by many of his mates cause of his popularity among girls. He was good at studies, ok at emotions, and so so at love.. He believed in love so much, as he was always searching for it. Searching mean, he was in love all the time, he never had a heart break or a serious feeling for his girlfriends, caz somewhere or the other they didn't fit his criteria of a perfect GF.. Some were less beautiful, some were 'miss touch me not' types, some were too much talkative, most of them were less intelligent or to be precise having no sign of intelligence. He discovered the problems in few months and made the girl realise that she was wrong until they thought, 'Rohan deserves a better girl than i am'. He didn't enjoyed the Break-ups but according to him, it was the need of hour and God had sent him for better purpose than fighting over a relationship, only till he found a better girl, (who would not be better anymore after few weeks, or months). The good part was,he didn't kept it for long, as soon as he felt that a girl is getting serious about him, he starts making his plans for the D-day, alas, the break up day.. He was a good person at heart, but his hormones always forced him to think otherwise. Of all his dozen + relationships, few of them were easily available, whom he didn't missed to avail, few of them were romantic types, time taking, and few of them after marriage types, don't touch me.. He was not looking for anyone around as his past two gf's came in the 3rd category which scared him a lot.
It was just another day of September end when rains were still visiting Delhi almost every alternate day. Rohan didn't had much to do, as his college were off for a month. Except the daily compulsory attendance at Facebook. He didn't had much friends to hang out with. But this didn't gave him a break from talking over phone. He did had friends, but most of them were from his schools with whom he could just be what he was. He always felt that after a age, u make friends according to needs, but childhood friends are always there to stay. But all his childhood friends were in different states. So hanging out was a big issue as his past gf's were so guilty about the relationship that they never called back(as he wanted). He was just surfing through net when he received a friend request by a girl who use to study in his school and had few mutual friends along with profile pic to testify her genuineness. She was looking hot, unlike school time, when she use to tie her hair on both sides. Hairs open, skirts short, nice figure, required assets, and open minded.. were few deduction made after seeing her album. He was sure that she is not virgin, by her constantly usage of the F word on her profile, whether it be, about me section, the status updates, the comments.. Suddenly scrolling down on info section something caught his attention. "Current Location : New Delhi, India." He thought here it is, his next most probable girl who was surely not like the 3rd category. He sent a message to her on FB, "hey, wassup long time, huh, wat r u doing in delhi, wat's ur no?" (to the point).. He received a reply next minute, "Hey fuck man, how are u.. Where u have been fucking around all these years, n f...... " , more F word were followed with her number at last.. As he read it, he wished that her first two-three words were the last ones, she is too talkative and only her first two-three words made sense to him. Without giving much pressure to his brains at this early stage, he took the phone and ringed her up. She picked up with a A word this time and continued the F's later on. He was sure that she was not a hard nut to crack. Before he was thinking, she asked him if they could meet up today. Being a man, he couldn't deny her. Other reasons were to support his decision like he was bored like hell and needed something fresh. He went on to take his bath, which he hadn't taken from past a week, well according to him there was no need of it, caz he was locked in a room for whole day, have to meet nobody, then why to waste water, which is already in shortage.
Dressed at his best, he reached the decided venue 15 min earlier to have a look at other hot girls who roam there, Ansal Plaza. He received her call 10 min later confirming the place he was at. As Rohan saw her, he was awestruck, she was not only hot, but she was beautiful too. She didn't only wear mini skirt but has also a tatoo on her waist showing her sun-sign. Most importantly, she didn't only had a pair of good assets but also a pair of beautiful eyes. She was hotter, prettier, sexier than his previous girls, and he was just hoping that she possesses some intelligence to support his cause of making her as his girlfriend. Rohan was about to move his hand forward to shake, but she was too fast to hug him. He felt a vibe, after long time a physical touch to erect his feelings and soft corners, as his last breakup took somewhere 2 months back, n last physical touch, 5 months back.. They talked for few minutes until they settled to have something from Mac'D and continue the chat over there. With the speed she was going Rohan was sure that she had had a breakup recently and was desperate to move on. Where as he was desperate to move in. She continued the touching of hands while talking unknowing that she was directly hitting his hormones. Rohan was getting uncomfortable as his organs were not supporting his long term cause. He controlled himself hard until they planned to meet up again, n at a more private place. Good news for the champion. They talked all the nonsense and whereabout of classmates. Virginity, dignity, affairs, crushes were in other topic discussed.
Waving off a final bye to the auto which she took to her home, Rohan turn around with a sign of relief. He sat at a Bus stop to catch the next bus back home, his mind wandering around her legs and other hyped places. He was making love to her in his mind. He was in his world until something caught his attention. A li'l girl of approx 4-5 years was crossing the road, She had no one around her, well, by her attire he could make out that she was poor enough to have relatives or family. His mind got diverted from leg piece to feeling of pity. Not much could he think about, all he could see rain starting again at its full speed. The girl was getting wet and he was getting worried if she had enough money for her medication if something happens, obviously not. She ran and came towards the bus stop to get a shelter. Shivering in her torn cloth at places, she seemed the most helpless girl around. He was feeling, if only he was rich he would have done something for orphan and poor child. His bus was standing in front of him but he was no longer in hurry to catch it, his thoughts were more nobel. He stood up to catch the bus as he knew that if he didn't catch it now, it would mean a wait for another hour. He moved on, but thought of the poor girl didn't left him.
The rain stopped next morning. He was upset about last day, n was wondering what could have happened to the girl. He moved his mind to other thing as to not to worry much, he decided to roam somewhere alone, n Ansal Plaza has been his nearest spot with much window shopping along with warn environment. When he got off at the bus stop, he saw some policemen at the other side of the road surrounded by a crowd. It was the same bus stop from where he took bus last evening. He got concerned and thought to have a look. As he went near by his heart beats were beating faster. Each inch closer he could hear the voices more clear. 'She was a poor kid', 'Must have no place to live', 'The bloody rain is now killing people(poor people, he meant)' n blah blah.. Rohan was shocked, he didn't knew that his negligence would cause a life. The cute li'l girl was dead and he could do nothing about it, not that he didn't wanted to, but he didn't put that effort to save her. It all started haunting him. He ran back home. He was feeling shameful for his no action. He was feeling like impotent. He didn't bought her home, cause he was afraid of the norms of society, or rather he was used to the ignorance attitude society has. He was feeling guilty, for the first time, though. He was not able to feel any more, all the girls he had were millions time away from his mind. The only girl he had in mind was the 5 year whom he had left to die. He felt numb, he was just not able to smile anymore...