Shades-VII

"Even trying to concentrate on my day dreaming fantasies, I was not able to concentrate. The sight of the sweet benevolent smile was disturbing the momentum of my dreams.Trying to concentrate on my dream track was getting really difficult, until he was seated besides me. Suddenly his rising from his seat ,caught my attention and  I started looking straight at him, thinking he was leaving the bus. Even he could easily understand my desperate look ,but suddenly, realizing the googly I turned my looks away from him, immediately. As a gentle man he got up to offer his seat to a needy old lady. This was the second thing that impressed me about him. From the very first moment I knew that I was thinking about him in vain, but was helpless in avoiding it. Finally my destination called me towards stepping away from the fantastic journey I was into.But the dream world ,his first glimpse had created was still flowing in the air. It was the first day I didn't want to step down the bus, even though I was about to reach home for my favorite lessons ,as already said I was mad working hard to tag my name with the two valuable initials "Dr."But I got down pretty sure that I would never meet him again.It was the my first night that went totally sleepless, no MCQs solved, infact number of new MCQs revolved around me.Totally helpless and clueless ,some how  I managed   1-2hrs sleep that got ruined with my morning alarm. It was difficult to believe, but had to believe that I was thinking about something apart from my life's dream.
Two days passed , same bus ,same route and same time , but what was not same was the one whom my eyes really wanted to look for.I started consoling myself that it was just a blow of a wind , that came and went.So, it would be fruitful to concentrate back on my already made dream ,rather than building a new one. But ,there is a famous saying,"Everything is pre-written and nothing can be re -written", the same happened with me. The complete week went on and I started to gel back with my studies but suddenly with a blow again I met him. The scarf on my face couldn't make him recognize me, but the smile on his face made me realize every bit of him even more than before. I kept looking at him and I could even realize his nervousness due to my continuous and static looks, straight into his eyes, that too from such a near view.", Suddenly Tammana stopped speaking at the sight of Ankush's expression that were so pure to personify. Ankush kept on smiling and listening to the story as if a movie was being played right in front. He kept on flowing the small packets of his emotions, accompanying Tammy's fairy world story.

Shades-VI

Tamanna's never ending silence was something that Ankush was really worried about, because all the words she spoke were understandable,but understanding the unspoken words was really difficult, for the 8 yr old.Somehow managing his confusion he could convince Tammy at out bursting her mind to him and deliver the words flow once again.Tammy started with a very low tone, " It was a very unrealistic incident when I crossed him in the roads of my journey called life. Most unexpected but true it was as I could say now.The most common but equally the most uncommon way it was the way we met or better to say we spoke. I used to travel via buses for my college. In fact, buses had a really great value in my life,since childhood days. It was my second home since school days and the same continued till college days. I enjoyed my 1 hr journey all around the beautiful land scape, new people and many unexpected experiences, everyday. I loved it as each day brought some thing new with it, that some times taught new things and sometimes even irritated the most. But still the 2 hrs of my journey ,to and fro, were the most relaxing and awesome time I used to spend with me. It was one fine day when coincidentally or better to say accidentally ,I met him for the first time. He jumped into the bus and looking at the same vacant seat we both went on to fetch the same. He stamped on my feet and I felt stamping him even harder, thanks to my competitive nature for boys.I controlled my anger as he slowly said , "Sorry", as if he really meant and felt really the same. Even though not actually excusing him but I said , "Its completely fine", as a descent revert. After all I had won my seat in the bus and that too from a boy. That very feeling itself made my anger disappear in vain.I continued with my daily routine of gazing outside the window, flowing out of bus's boundary, lost in my dreamworld of achieving everything I desired,on my on cards.Suddenly a bag fell in my lap ,and I turned my head with such a great rage and anger ,as if I would kill the one who was disturbing my peaceful dreams execution process.But my anger melted at the very next moment as the person with such a sweet smile and guilt apologized, saying, "I am really sorry again, I got a push and lost hold on my bag, I am really really sorry." I just couldn't say a single word rather than accepting his apology. This was the 1st mistake I did, even though realizing that I was at the fault side.But at times its really true that you Just Can't Help It. I had never spared anyone if I find them guilty and I very well knew that he was guilty at that moment but couldn't say a single word. Don't know why but something from inside kept me away from saying a single word, and I again started looking out of the window , pondering on such an unusual behavior of mine."