It has been around one month since my last post and in this span of 30 days a lot has happened in my life. Dont worry guys I am not here to tell you the story of a failed engineer. But something which is in my heart since I was in 2nd year of my engineering. Hope you will like it.
This is the story of a middle class boy ‘Osheen’. Osheen was being shifted from his village school to a convent in town and he along with his brother were quite excited about the change going to happen. He was feeling like King and was looking himself in the mirror…
“Now Osheen Baba will speak English like City Boys do Hey how are you do” Osheen speaks extending his hand towards the mirror. Blushing
Now finally the day came when his mother was helping Osheen in getting ready for the school. He has got the admission in St Angelo Convent School, Mahantpur in class 1st(the same he passed in village).
“Mma old hoing” said Osheen
“Abi to School gya bhi nahi hai or Angrezzi jhad rha hai” said his Mom
“Osheen Osheen chal jaldi bus nikal jayegi” Shouted his brother
They were standing at the stop and Osheen’s eyes got stuck to a cute, reddish complexioned face with lightish pink lips of a girl of upper KG ..
By the time they reached school Osheen’s eyes were struck to the girl only. He was unaware of everything but just the girl.
“Chalo Chalo jaldi karo” shouted Driver, thats when Osheen realised that they reached School.
“Chalo Utro, pehla din hai na jao naye naye dost banao” driver said waiving hand over Osheen’s Head thinking thye little boy must be nervous.
“Uncle Dost ni Friends” said Osheen
“haan haan friends” said driver
Osheen was walking beside her as the cue progressed they both were walking side by side without even looking at each other.
Standing beside her in the prayer without even looking at her.
Teacher Ms.Poonam asked him to sit on the front desk with the topper of the class Akshat.
Osheen’s class was third from last and that of the girl was last in the same row. And Osheen was sitting just close to the door and can see everyone passing through the corridor.
He was looking out of the door when he saw the same girl walking down the corridor. He immediately took permission from the class teacher and followed the girl to the Tap. No even a single word he spoke but was waiting for her to un-Occupy the tap, while there was no one on the other taps still he was behind her.
He drank water from the same tap. The things continued like this for the next 6-7 months….
He use to travel by the bus looking at her… use to walk behind her in the que … use to follow her to the tap area….. just simply looking at her …..
Than one day the girl didnt come, the day passed by
another day she didnt came, Osheen became a little restless
third day she didnt appeared, and it was announced that the girl met with an accident while crossing road….
Osheen couldnt hear the name but he understood that the girl met accident was reddish complexioned, lightish pink lips girl with whom he use to travel …. behind whom he use to walk… beside whom he use to stand in the line.. who he use to follow everywhere….
Osheen went into deep sadness as someone has plucked the flower of his life…..
This is the story of a middle class boy ‘Osheen’. Osheen was being shifted from his village school to a convent in town and he along with his brother were quite excited about the change going to happen. He was feeling like King and was looking himself in the mirror…
“Now Osheen Baba will speak English like City Boys do Hey how are you do” Osheen speaks extending his hand towards the mirror. Blushing
Now finally the day came when his mother was helping Osheen in getting ready for the school. He has got the admission in St Angelo Convent School, Mahantpur in class 1st(the same he passed in village).
“Mma old hoing” said Osheen
“Abi to School gya bhi nahi hai or Angrezzi jhad rha hai” said his Mom
“Osheen Osheen chal jaldi bus nikal jayegi” Shouted his brother
They were standing at the stop and Osheen’s eyes got stuck to a cute, reddish complexioned face with lightish pink lips of a girl of upper KG ..
By the time they reached school Osheen’s eyes were struck to the girl only. He was unaware of everything but just the girl.
“Chalo Chalo jaldi karo” shouted Driver, thats when Osheen realised that they reached School.
“Chalo Utro, pehla din hai na jao naye naye dost banao” driver said waiving hand over Osheen’s Head thinking thye little boy must be nervous.
“Uncle Dost ni Friends” said Osheen
“haan haan friends” said driver
Osheen was walking beside her as the cue progressed they both were walking side by side without even looking at each other.
Standing beside her in the prayer without even looking at her.
Teacher Ms.Poonam asked him to sit on the front desk with the topper of the class Akshat.
Osheen’s class was third from last and that of the girl was last in the same row. And Osheen was sitting just close to the door and can see everyone passing through the corridor.
He was looking out of the door when he saw the same girl walking down the corridor. He immediately took permission from the class teacher and followed the girl to the Tap. No even a single word he spoke but was waiting for her to un-Occupy the tap, while there was no one on the other taps still he was behind her.
He drank water from the same tap. The things continued like this for the next 6-7 months….
He use to travel by the bus looking at her… use to walk behind her in the que … use to follow her to the tap area….. just simply looking at her …..
Than one day the girl didnt come, the day passed by
another day she didnt came, Osheen became a little restless
third day she didnt appeared, and it was announced that the girl met with an accident while crossing road….
Osheen couldnt hear the name but he understood that the girl met accident was reddish complexioned, lightish pink lips girl with whom he use to travel …. behind whom he use to walk… beside whom he use to stand in the line.. who he use to follow everywhere….
Osheen went into deep sadness as someone has plucked the flower of his life…..
Continued…….
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