Sunday, March 13, 2016

Sangeen- An untold love story!!!

Snatching her wedding chain out the only word she said to 21 year old boy, “I have only this left to me, can you please give me a shelter which will not get dilapidated on flood”. Hearing the same in front of all his neighbors at the moment was somewhat disgusting for Praveen. Mumbai witnessed the heavy flood as usual during the monsoon showers and this not the first time as a teenage boy he goes through. This situation was something unexpected. Hardly he had 5 rs which was the balance of pen he had brought yesterday.

Tears across the whole street, their earnings, and their ambitions were shattered by the monsoon showers. Mumbai as a city will always give the unexpected; Praveen had got everything beyond his imagination. With outmost difficulty he managed to secure engineering seat knowing his limitation of his father’s profile as a supervisor. Pravitha as a single sister had been his greatest company till the moment. As usual his moments on tears were shared with her looking to the large hanging bridge which paves the way for all the trains to the beauty of India Gate. Though studious and brilliant only I had this fate: he was ultimately deep stuck. Unknowingly he’s been noticed by someone else than her sister at most times.

Next biggest achievement should be a job at any cost, before that loan to make his Mom to feel proud for him. No one even accepted the minimum guarantee of this old home to get new one while approaching for loans. Usual routines of 5 to 6 hours of walk in alternative days made his condition the worst. Two months passed by and a day where he was left no money in hand for the train, there was pravitha “Bhai , you can take this , I have some penny in my hand which Sangeetha had given me for stitching.

Quite relaxed he was the timeline given by his mom was going to end soon. No matter Sangeetha or Vidya : I had to get my loan passed. This time it was successful. Things were falling in the right bucket for Praveen. The loan was approved for 20 lakhs but on one condition, the per EMI will be of 15 % interest. Whatever be the same I had to go, only the Mom’s word in mind in front of all. Brought the unfurnished new flat in Dombivilli which is nearby the rented home.

Placements on the final stage of S8: its disgusting to appear the same with having a debt of 20 lakhs in hand. TATA Motors which is the best in the game is on mind for next day. Sister’s studies and her marriage is also going to have my own earnings to make it to best. Mind is not getting the Pascal’s theorem or Bernoulli’s equation while waiting in the metro station. I had no idea to have nice feeling to attend the interview: Hey Praveen Bhayya, How are you and nice to see you here. There she was “Sangeetha” besides him wearing the yellow churidhar. As usual Praveen said “ I have my interview and GD today as cleared exams for TATA Motors”. Good Luck Bhayya!!! That was her response and discussion about her creative thoughts, her blogs and her vision to be a dancer and creative writer in future.

Quack! As usual Mumbai is set to jump for the train which had broken their conversations. Yes I am relaxed with those creative drawings and glass paintings she had shown, Praveen was happy as opposite sex never attracted or made him relaxed till then other than Pravitha. Interview started apart from regular questions there was some interesting questions regarding creative designs and some which test artistic capability. Thank god the picture and glass painting she displayed were of all vintage cars with damaged parts. I am sure I did the best out of the best: generally toppers in class always fail to crack any interview. Some tension before results: standing outside seems to be the heartbreaking task for him.

Praveen! It was like the call for the future. Selected to join on Mumbai JLR division of Tata Motors. Woow! Praveen was extremely happy as selected for JLR in mind. Joined and worked like anything without break in work. Never had I need to be too bad. No chats with anyone during break of office time. Had the habit of listening and watching to only the 4 or 5 regular friends have in occasion. No contacts, the only aim was to clear the 20 lakhs.

First month salary was great feeling, great moments with family in the new flat having house warming ceremony. On month of 5th it was sort of 2k out of 20k in the bank account after EMI. Ya its gonna be half year life time ,better be with what I have till now. Happy than anyone else to sit in the balcony of flat which my Dad was unable to do. I feel that his earnings was fully invested on my education which is meaning full now. But somewhere in his mind the real feel to be in Kerala still remained a dream. The day since he has learned about Kerala from his mom. Praveen as usual had thought of dreaming to come back to find out his roots in Kerala. That’s my land and I belong to there. I love my traditional culture with that greenery.

You want tea or coffee bhayya. I said ”Coffee”. Later while having the coffee: it was not Pravitha but it was Sangeetha who had requested and given coffee to her. I had never noticed her till like this, she looked gorgeous in her traditional Kerala attire. The wind which had brought to me her long hair which gave me sparkles like more than anytime, her eyes were so lively and energetic more than anyday and it was like my favorite. Is that the same girl who studied with Pravitha and mentored Pravitha as dance mentor in her dance class, Is that same girl who had studied with me as my junior, Is that same girl whom I kept unnoticed. No idea because of the happiness of job and housewarming I feel likewise. She seems to be most beautiful girl I had seen. Am I feeling for her? No idea!! I don’t know, Praveen just relaxed.

 Time started flying like anything: getting the best employee in JLR was a great achievement. Along with that being a gold medalist from SPJAIN for program logistics and supply chain management. Unfortunately or fortunately Sangeetha sent my application to SPJAIN as Pravitha had dance classes at the time. Sleeping without any break was always Praveen’s habit as accustomed to, it was at 11 20 pm before June 5 Environmental Day got a call , It was Sangeetha on the other side. 
“Bhayya Can I tell me where CET is ?. Yes I can, may be I will drop you while on the way to office.
I am going to Engineering College Mumbai for a function organized by NSS, ever since the split and caste barriers had discriminated the human I felt like never indulging any activity neither interested too. As I dropped her to the venue to see what happened after some year. All my friends were astonished to see their favorite goalkeeper and debater back in the stage. It was Sangeetha again who connected me to the society again.

Those calls went on all nights but limited with the restriction of normal friends. Just a casual thought:  Who had given me the money while my purse drained out while applying for bank loan? Who had given me creative ideas while I was confused before interview? Who had seen my tears while I cried silently? Who was the silent viewer of all my fate? Who had put my application even unknowingly? Who had connected me to the society. It was her!!!!

Am I falling for her, Yea might be. Time again flew as usual. Bride and Groom story begun: regular discussions regarding marriage for her. Am I eligible for the same. What about my vision to do an MBA and what about my visit to Kerala. No idea , but I need her desperately. She was the part and parcel of my life knowingly or unknowingly. Praveen made up his mind to make it out.

Unfortunately, decided his mind to make it to tell her. It’s been since one year. Losing her will not be the best thing in the life. Knocking the door on a Sunday mid noon and entering to a living room where all guest came to see Sangeetha. A human mind is a uncontrollable one if the things are not falling at the right time. Said in front of all “I love her and I need her the most”. Never thought things will move fast. When it had reached the ears of Mom, it was a direct call she reached the other side and things were fixed. Got married within 3 years. Love emotion and all were a part of that.

On a mild snowy evening the story ended like this:
Real lovers will be a part and parcel of your life knowingly or unknowingly, Syam! I am successful by having the MBA from premier institute and pursuing my ambition to be in Kerala even I know it was a forced decision on her. But she feels happy, its all about adjustments. Sitting in their common dream Zen Estillo “Praveen still trying to make Sangeetha happy and more happier.


       Yes writing these stories makes me happier than as usual –Syam dated 13-02-2016

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