#2828 200g Lovestory Chapter 3 Kathmandu Sucks Part 2 *********************** My parents have had all possible struggles and after I passed grade one, and then we shifted to our own house at Chabahil. I can remember that we had shifted to four houses before moving on to our own. With the change of the house, my contact with each guy of TRS broke down. To me, it was a new life and a new beginning! Himalaya Vidya Mandir, was the next stop. I joined HVM for grade two. When I attended the entrance test, the founder of the school was impressed with my presentation. She offered me 50% scholarship at the very beginning. The very day I entered the class for the first time, I went to sit at the first bench. But the guys of that class and even the teacher made me get up and threw me back at the last bench. I later came to know the first bench was meant to be for a guy who used to be first in the class, Prashant Bhandari. Prashant was a fat guy with curly hair and a white face. We could have had good friendship but the FIRST position created some gap between our friendship. The very moment I promised the seat that, “I will come to you, very soon”. The very second day I joined the school, I had to give a dance performance in a program as a new-comer. Then I danced on a song in between 8 girls which made me very popular in the school. The proper supply of answers to the questions placed by the teachers, the assignments properly done and carefully managed and a sound relation with friends made the teachers to memorize my name. The results of the first terminal shook the entire school, the teachers, the parents and the most; the history! I stood first at my class and Prashant Bhandari was second! I was the hot concern among teachers, students, parents and the administration. The next day I entered the school, I was honorably offered the front seat. Thus, I kept my promise. Cricket was my passion since very childhood. HVM gave me a platform to learn and play. I was the fast bowler of the team of my class. We had inter- sections game too often. And there would be very few occasions that we lost. “Khasi is Khasi Boka is Boka If u forget me That is dhoka” My mom found a cheat quoting above statement while washing my clothes. It had been given to me by one of my friends, Nisha Niraula. No serious issue! The scholarship had been extended to 100% as I stood first even in the final examinations of my school. My parents were filled with pride especially in front of their relatives and everyone used to visit them when my name was called upon the dias and was handed the medal, a 5 rs certificate and some prizes. Grade three was one of the classes where I stood one of the most mischievous. There wouldn’t be one of the single day when teachers and students used not to be tortured because of me. I wasn’t scolded much because I used to grab over the first position of my class and teachers used to spare me because of that. This was the formula of my entire schooling. “Read well, present well, grab the best and do WHATEVER you like!” I still follow this. “Guraasai fuldaa manai ramailo… koyali boldaa…” song was being played in one of the programs of our school. Each Fridays there used to be a program under Extra Curricular Activities (ECA). I used to take part in every, mark my words EVERY program that used to be organized and used to grab the first or rarely the second position in each of them. I am not boasting. I can show you each certificates if you wish for. That day was a rest for me because that day was dedicated for new comers and their talent. I was running around the fence when I saw her for the first time. She was dressed on a white one-pieced frock. There was a cricket ball on my hand which I suddenly threw over to my friends and ran to the crowd where every senior guys were cheering for her. That was the love at first sight. I later came to know from some of my friends that her name is Alisha, Alisha Baral! She, too, studied in grade three. But she was from section B and mine was A. She was indeed very beautiful. Though she lacked height, she was worth a masterpiece. Her dance could drive anyone crazy. She became a buzz on my head for some days after I saw her. I really wanted to talk to her but could never get any chance because I didn’t have a good relation with section B. I never used to enter their class. She lived in Kalopul, 10 minutes away from the school building and used to go to her home immediately with two guys around her area, Prithak Bhattarai and Kunjan Maharjan. Many friends said to me that time, “Alisha and Kunjan are like boyfriend and girlfriend.” To which my culturally driven mind would violently answer, “How can that be possible? Alisha is a Brahmin and Kunjan is a Newar. Even if they are in a relation, that cannot sustain.” I really didn’t like playing any other games except Cricket but as a matter of time pass, I would enter in any sports my folks would be playing. Chess was the game I used to play with my mom from very beginning. My mother is my first guru of Chess. She taught me to play chess very well. She even used to slap me when I made any mistakes in the game. One fine morning when I entered the school, two guys were playing chess in another section of my class. Though I didn’t want to enter section B, I could not resist going through that game. I don’t recall who was at one of the end. Tumay Hang Lawati, a bold guy, with expression of pressure the chess creates in mind, was at one of the end. No sooner I entered the class, Tumay won the game. I couldn’t stop myself from asking him to play with me. The excitement of the victory just possessed couldn’t make him deny my proposal. We had a tough game till the ending but to no wonder, I won the game. From that very day, we became a very good friend. Indeed, best friends! “Johny had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb Johny had a little lamb And the lamb were white as snow” The both sections were mixed up for the rhyming class and we buddies would remain together and make fun of the teacher. I used to select the seat behind where Alisha used to sit. And the entire period would spend watching her and trying to talk to her. But, lack of guts was the major hindrance behind it. If I would have said that to Tumay, he would abduct her as in the movie Tere Naam and present her in front of me. In fact, friends are friends. Once more, even after excessive trying, the result of the final examinations could not be turned over. Again, I stood first. With gold medal around my neck, I ran around the entire house. Every time I stood at the stop, I would be very happy. Grade three past without even once talking to her. I said to myself, “ I’ll wait until the new session starts, and then I am sure to win her heart.” I desperately waited for the entire one-month holiday. And finally the day arrived! I was all set to go to my new class. My parents had already bought the books and copies with a new bag. The cream colored bag was the type of bag I always wanted to carry on. I had stated to my father few days back about the bag and that day, he bought it for me. I was really very happy. The major part of my happiness was not due to the bag, it was because, today I would meet her. I went to my school, an hour ahead before the usual timing. It would be fun waiting for the guys and then sharing them about everything that happened in the past month. Though I was busy talking with my friends, my eyes were constantly searching her. She didn’t arrive. It was already the time for morning assembly. She didn’t arrive even when the morning assembly was over. The first day of the session, was worthless because the course was not started and most because she wasn’t there. “Alisha has gone to Janakpur. Now she won’t be coming to the school.” I heard it from one of her friends. I stood still, shocked about what I just heard. Few days past with the continuous thought about her but the tragedy could not remain long because I had awesome buddies. Well, may be because, she was not even my TRUE love. Or may be, That was just an attraction. Or may be, it wa like the fox assuming the grapes sour, because it couldnt reach it. Whatsoever it is, i think there is going to be no chapter with her!
Posted on: Sat, 18 Oct 2014 12:45:39 +0000
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