I never know this................. by vishnu pratap (read e books online free TXT) 📖

The Day Of Joy..world cupv

The night ended and all of India witnessed a glorious dayvwhich will be written in the history of Indian cricket..vMs Dhoni the second Indian captain who won us world    Cup and dreams off 2 billon ppl came true, the entirevNation where in a festival mood, that day i haven’t sleptvfor the whole night me with friends was roaming all overvthe beach of Pondicherry shouting all over the place  ..It was the night which i can’t forgot in my life and not only me but each and every Indian, the night before my semester exams where finished and was in plan of going to my home town .so I was all prepared with all of my luggage packed in a huge bag ,we know that going makes us feel very happy and it was the night more glorious hence i was very much  ready  .We enjoyed that night and never knew that clocks  tickling  3.30am and I went to bed had quite a good nap.            

  The next day I have to catch my bus at 9am from broad way , i was staying at hostel which was an  hour from my     college. I woke up late as usual tried to finish all my routine works and hurried to catch  bus...then i began to think of the other night and had a small nap before i reached the bus stand. I reached their little early as should be, I  started to search for the reservation counter where i can get my tickets, I was a little more lucky that day even though it was Sunday  bus tickets were not reserved, it is not usual  then  i had get my seat with no tension. I was feeling   starving but ate hardly during journey,Thier where some benches for passengers until the bus arrived ,  I made myself   feel comfortable on one of those bench, That bench was exactly situated in front of the counter ,however it was not a good place to sit and wait for bus because it hidden me from the platform, I often got up and checked for the bus , bus didn’t arrive , so started to take  walk get something for me to drink.....

                    April 3 rd 2011 clock was ticking 8.50am in my mobile ,I never had a watch with me for no reason, I had  still 10minutes for my bus to arrive ,It was the same day  unlike other days of my journey, hardly anything  seemed to be interesting, I only had conductors shouting names of the buses travelling to different places ,I felt so boarded    around their for those ten minutes .Lots of passengers where walking in  that area where I was sitting ...I was Studying at Pondicherry ,It is a good place lots of memories in the period of 2 years ,I just finished my 2years of B,Tech  in Electricals ,I have lots of friends both from my home town and friends who are local .The most spoken language is Tamil. Most of the people here always speaks Tami lu can hardly find people speaking in foreign language...... i  actually was foreigner that means i don’t belong to this place  ,which was difficult  initially ,however It took hardly few months to belong their and  understand  the language spoken. i got from my place so that i can check for my bus ,started walking  towards the platform but hasn’t arrived so again turned back towards the bench , very very soon ,shocked ,surprised on hearing some group of three people talking in  language familiar to me from my birth it was actually  Telugu ,I hail from Andhra Pradesh where i was born and bought in temple city Tirupathi. I was surprised to hear that because it was very  rare to hear people speake  Telugu even though there  are families from Andhra in even seen speak Telugu..In my anxiety i turned back and started to search for them from that place. It makes us feel happy when we rarely meet people from our home,we  love to see or talk to them I was also same the way like others,  We share a good bond with them and feel a little relax  on speaking

I noticed those three members, two ladies and guy. One of those two ladies was holding a hand back(we can call it as anything because ladies carry those always) carried on her shoulders and she was looking like a typical Indian house wife  to be specific she was an educated Indian house wife ,A  guy aged about 20 with black shirt, blue cotton bell bottom trouser. The shirt of his was unbutton on the top which gave him a polished rowdy look with unbutton. A  girl wearing a pink colour dress which is my favourite colour(It is very strange about me having pink us favourite  colour but it is and will be). she was having a huge luggage at her back which was too hard her to carry , she put that huge monster on a bench nearby her ..I could only see her luggage which she was trying to put down on that bench. she was hidden by her mom from me ..I only can hear her voice but not her face or anything else..I  tried to see her but couldn’t  help .To be frank girls I seen in my college where very typical Tamil girls who weren’t looking good and in that knowledge even though  she wasn’t from here i thought she would be  an average gal with average looks..Even though I was very curious  jumping and moving all over the place to see her but somehow i didn’t seen her I told to myself  shit man and God WHY CANT I  see. My persuasions started ,

       “why cant god give eyes which can see anything from any place?, why can’t we fly ?,why do we feel hungry ?

     If i had those qualities i could have seen her and every human would be happy without all these feelings and heatedness”

i hate u god ................

       I was disappointed and went and sat on the same old place where i sat before after sometime three of them         disappeared from my site. I gone through serious imagination which makes feel happy when things never happen according to us. Agian same questions ran through my coconut , why cant i see her? ,why?.To get rid of that I took my mobile and started text my friend Neha .. Neha is  my only college friend whom I used to speak ,

ME: Hi,  leaving to home ,nw i am at bus stop waiting for bus, I  wll text u once i get into the bus..

 I didn’t get replay from her,time was 9am bus just arrived to the platform ,i stood up took all my belongings ,started towards bus, their  weren’t many passengers , hence i went and got a good seat for me ,put my luggage  on the top of my seat where we but bags, my luggage wasn’t huge  so    got settled and other passengers  were filling in the bus......................................................

 A   DREAMMMMM

Bus was an good local Indian bus whose seats wern’t s o comfortable to take rest ,before i got settled tried to check all the seats finally got settled. I was sitting in the third row of the bus at the window corner which was a good one to sit, so that i can prevent myself getting hurt from the crapy driving .These drivers where very rash in driving but quite safe. I just began to think about my college and was very happy for the reason that no college ,no internals. I can eat good food and sleep well without those things was happy for myself..I seen me busy in checking news on my mobile ,checking notifications in Facebook and going through some news about the other day.

I found seat in front of me was empty ,qite it was second row i was not interested , it all started from their I suddenly noticed familiar face i seen sometime back .It was her the lady i seen in the bus stand. She also carried luggage and occupied the seat in front of me which was empty.she sat their , she was talking to someone at the window side ,I didn’t notice who it was because i was busy texting to neha and my friends. I finished that work and was seeing at the door.

O MY GOODNESS it was her when i seen for tat first time .I never know that the girl i missed to check few minutes back would travel with me.“Hey goddy your great bosss”.That feeling were so strange .I can’t see her due to my expectations, She begun to climb the steps i just shut my eyes and didn’t open them .I was following my childish type thing, when i get surprises from my father and mom I close my eyes and see through a narrow gap ,I followed the same thing opened my fingers so that i can form that small narrow gap and see through that , she started to show up. First i seen her sandals in black, which where good on her,she was carrying black luggage bag which she already put on the steps near the entrance..oh my god she was their. She didn’t get in ,but feeling tired ,she begun to call in low ,husky sweet voice that lady as amma ..People on my left hand side could have seen her but i was unable to see her and was waiting with my fingers crossed. I am a guy who always imagine so started to imagine .Her voice is so good like cute little baby but will she be cut as the voice or quite opposite to it. If i start to imagine i will go on so that many things can’t reach those expectations .I thrown all of imaginations way ,In that period of time her mom took luggage and placed next to my bag, actually i should have helped her but i couldn’t , she was getting into bus i stopped my imagination ..dam dam my imagination man .. she was with her lovely tired hands catching for the support.

.She took the support of that rod to climb in, She was holding rod very smoothly like handling a born baby, in such way that those rods shouldn’t get any pain . she also put on a gold ring , She had a pink nail polish on her nails which where well managed ..That nail polish was looking very good on her hands with that ring. ,It was so good such way that nail polish got beauty because of she was on her.. those tiny hands in fair colour and pink nail polish was better ,It was so better such that i haven’t seen any gal i have so far with that natural instinct of beauty

“Hey Lovely man you are a great boss created things are so good which are so beauty that each and every poet are proud in