Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. The morning I saw today at my college has also become a memory to be remembered as the last morning of my college days. How strange are those old recollections that haunt us, without our being able to get rid of them!
Today I feel lucky to have a plenty of good friends. In my college life, I solved friendship equations along with several psychological theories to get a good job, and plenty of good friends. Everybody’s love may begin either in the park or in ice-cream parlor but mine began near a bank. Ya!!! Money bank. I was staying in the Hostel near Mahavera Circle Mangalore. I had a friend called Ranjith (name changed). Me and my friend both shared a great chemistry and did several things together at college, to be remembered by us and our friends forever. The initial months of my college days will always be special to me for endearing me with my college. I was introduced to a realm of code, where I learnt respect for my seniors, importance of friendship, and live life by your own with hurdles. Even today, I cannot understand how these initials days have clung so vividly and tenaciously to my college memories. During Our razzing period that was for initials months of till I semester at our college, we had to follow certain rules and wear the dress code designed for us in the college catalogue.
I had seen many girls used to show their stagnant horrible faces to boys in the college. Though these girls elated at their girl’s hostel for gaining popularity among batch mates and seniors. In college life students used to get feelings of charming towards young ladies. But I was different. Even though I got attracted to many in my class. I didn’t express it. After we got into the college fully, and door of enjoyment also opened its door for us to enjoy our college life along with others. Most of the Ist year guys changed routine life to lead a causal life after the end of teasing period. Many lost their interest in studies beginning of the year and dipped themselves in the sea of love, and grab the most charming pearl to make the best friend of their college life even though they knew it all thamasha is temporary one.
I was a serious student attending the classes regularly and sitting quit in the class and listening to the lecturer and making notes. Some felt what a kind of person am I? Yet whatever people said I did not change. The day came when I too fell to the snares of so called Love or friendship. As a Mentioned I met this girl from far away from Mangalore near Central Bank of our college campus. First thing which I saw was a bright colour and a smile from a girl. I wondered to who it was? I was new to the campus. I looked around like a confused man. She said “You” “I” was my sign language. “Ya you only” was her sign language. I went near her. “Hai” was her first word. I too said Hai. How are you? Was my spontaneous question. She said well. She was in confused mood. I felt like something wrong. You’re from Mangalore I think I answered. She became salient. In my mind some questions where wondering like who is she? Why she called me? What made to call me alone when many others where there near the bank? Let it be. Ok then let me go I said and moved away from there. She said she too will come with me. Ok I said. When college gate came she said “Ok thank you very much for your company let me go home” she sat in the auto and went away.
I came near my car and sat inside and started to go home. When I was driving to my home I image of that girl started to screen in my mind who is she? Why she talked to me only? Anyways I came home did my works and evening add my supper and sat with my books to do my work. I began writing the portions for the semester in English major I opened my books again the image came recurring. I felt something wrong. I began thinking. Next moment I fell asleep. When I got up in the morning my mom came with coffee. I got ready to go to college. It was my second day. I dropped my car near the parking lot outside my college gate. And came inside suddenly my eyes turned towards that bank. I felt like she may be there once again. But she wasn’t there. When I reached near katte somebody started to call excuse me. I turned. I saw her again. She was in nice dress. Shall I come with you was her answer. I said ok. Shall we sit there in the katte because still ten minutes to go for the bell? So we sat. Who are you? What’s your good name I asked? She smiled and said “Ibani” what a name? I Roy Achu I said. Oh!!! She said. What are you doing here? I meant what studies? She said Commerce. Oh me Arts. By that time bell rang. We spoke second time this much only. There was salience most of the time in those ten minutes. I went away to the class. She too. We met in the afternoon again. And from then onwards it was a frequent visits. To add flavor we went to City Centre. After one month I came to know that she is from Bangalore and she didn’t find anyone to talk to.
Our visits sprouted like the seed to a plant.Unknown we were to each other became known. We started to share about ourselves began with assignment. Even though we were from different blocks (Arts and Commerce) Because of her I started to browse internet and give her financial management assignment etc. Till then our friendship was only of book friendship. But one day she came crying “I am feeling extremely lonely “She said. What happened I asked her? She was mum. I didn’t go further seeing her condition. First time I wiped a girls tears dropping on her cheeks. Don’t worry I am with you. I gave my mobile number. Now I feel that was my biggest mistake. She started texting. Began with one message per day. Now can’t count. She cried on my shoulders when she felt like. She shared even silly problems. I woke her up during the exam time and every day at 7.30 AM. Made her to sleep in the night at 11.00 PM. I carried her burden each day even I had a lot. I worried about her each day. She knew that very well. So she remained faithful to me till today. We began fighting. Saturday was the special day dedicated for that. But next day we became one. This is continuing till today. I wonder today the encounter happened near Bank was not an ordinary one. But a step towards great friendship. Today our friendship as became much more than what it is. What can I say about it? Is it love or pure friendship or much more than that, which can’t be explained? As I go way from the college I feel bad to leave her back and go. I am not leaving her alone. Soon I will call her near to me.
This is what life about to us.