"The Story of Nine Months" which consists of Awareness, Affection,
Care, Love, Fear, Doubts, Obsession, Stubbornness, Shared Esteem,Fights, Mistakes, Joy, Understanding, Tears, Sorrow, Emotional
Outbursts, Smiles, Laughs, etc.. etc.. kind of numerous Feelings.. is
a Cycle of Time, by which each and every Human, may be male/female..
undergoes in certain span of Life.
Since the Birth of a Consciousness.. making One soul to Two..
developing day by day with a sweet adorable existence of the Second..
a Heart shares its own pulses within this Guest as if it is nothing
than the Heart itself...!
Steadily.. while gaining its own structure in the world of Love and
Fantasy.. it steps near the boundary of 270 days.. where two Souls
which are bounded in each other are disparately separated with such a
pain and sufferings outside the shield of endurance.. Known here as
"Human Birth".. resulting to the transversion of a shared Heart into
an esteem which can not be ever shared.. and which has absolutely no
way out except the only means of "Understanding...!!"
You are misunderstanding me..
Dekho, tum galat samajh rahe ho - she repeated..
No.. I understood very clearly..
Sorry.. I'm very sorry for troubling you since many months..
Really sorry.. please forgive me if possible.. - I replied.
Aise kya baat kar rahe ho..?
Bas thode dino ki hi toh baat hai..
Iske ilawa aur koi way out nahi hai..
I'm saying na.. we'll talk everyday through messages..
Now please let me refill sms pack in your phone..
See, I'm just next to the recharge center.. see na.. - she consoled..
Nahi.. - I reported.. - Koi jarurat nahi hai..
Itni bhi kya important baat karte hai hum log..?
Faltu main Faltugiri ki baate karne se achha you don't talk to me by any manner.
We won't contact each other untill unless having any specific important excuse.
Don't worry.. when your today's sent courier will reach to me na..
I'll text you.. and you too text me occasionally like when you would
get your C.S. and M. COM. results.
Please re.. - she kept her point interrupting - My Dad.. or else..
will create a controversy.
He scolded me last night when I had done with speaking to you.
Ah ha.. That's what am saying.. you stay with your family na.. be
happy.. why to harass yourself..?
Don't take tension.. leave it.. leave me.. chhod do na mujhe..
Waise bhi tumhe meri jarurat bhi kya hai..?
Kya tumhe farak padta hai.. baat karo mujhse ya na karo..
Do tell your Dad now.. that Sumiet will never call you.. will never
disturb you..
Ha dear.. I'll never ever call you.. never...!!
Now my cries had burst out..
With a big harsh change in my voice.. I was trying to restrain nerves
of my face which were trembling weirdly.. and my teeth.. which were
biting my underlips deeply..
Main tumhe achha ek rasta bata rahi hoon.. suno na meri baat.. humare liye..
Warna woh hum dono ke liye problem kar denge..
Kya karenge woh ?
Mere yaha aayenge ? Police main complaint karenge ? Mujhe dhamkayenge ? ha ?
Nahi re baba.. woh daatenge hum dono ko..
Toh kya ? Mere paas mooh nahi hai ?
Chalo.. I wanna see what he will do..
But leave it.. you leave me.. I understood all of you..
Tumhare Daddy mujhe tumse sadha phone pe baat nahi karne dete.. Shaadi
kya Ghanta karne denge..?
Jaanedo.. tum log raho achhese..
I'm sorry.. I won't trouble you all from now..
Aisa mat karo na.. bas kuchh din thero na.. woh jaane wale hai na..
then we can talk na..
Kaha ? Apne Baap se milne upar kya ?
Nahi.. Nashik.. - she uttered..
Toh kya ? Aayenge nahi kya waapas ?
Dekho.. abhi aur kya karu main..?
Sms se baat kyu nahi kar sakte ?
Sms through would you marry me..?
How's that possible..?
Exactly..!!
See.. there is no way out.. I'm helpless..
There are many ways.. but let be.. we won't contact.. okay..?
Hmmm.. as you wish.. now what I can say..?
Aai shapath.. tiche te "Wish" janu majhyasathi "विष" hote...!
Aur kaunsa rasta bhi toh nahi hai.. - she was repeating..
Raaste ka Kutta hoon kya main ?
- here I bursted outragingly.. -
Jab chaahe use kiya, jab chaahe fek diya...???
Now leaving no strength in me to say further any more.. flow of Tears
started gliding over my cheeks..
Weeping and trembling very worst.. I ended the debate with the red
button following the changing of SIM Card of my Docomo to Vodafone..
whose number she never had..
Laying helplessly.. traumatic shocks were quaking my Brain.
I had totally lost my vitality by her statement.
Perhaps.. our conversation of last night was slipped out of her remembrance..
Mujhe kuchh achha nahi lag raha.. - I told her..
Kyu ? Kya hua mere Shonuli ko ? - she pampered..
Study main dhyan hi nahi lag raha.. aaj maine kuchh bhi nahi kiya
dinbhar.. holiday hote hue bhi.. :-(
Awww.. mere Babbu ki padhai kyu nahi ho rahi ?
Why Bettu ?
Mujhe tumhari yaad aati hai.. :-(
My ears are not satisfying nowadays by your talk of few minutes.
Oh Sonu.. I'm there na with you..
No.. you are there and I'm here..
You are nowhere when I cut my Phone..
Hmmm.. Kya karu.. ghar main Daddy rehte hai na..
Dadaji ke gujar jaane ke wajah se ab koi na koi mehmaan aate jaate hai
gharpe.. :-(
Okay.. then do one thing.. recharge my number with sms pack of rs. 23.
We'll talk through messages.
Mujhe tumhari aadat chhoodani hai..
Why re ? Arey don't think like that re..
I'm calling you na.. as whenever I'm getting time.. without much
knowing of my Dad..
No no.. - I obsessed.. - We'll not hear each other's voice.
You may never know.. but it kills me when I don't hear you.
So better let's discontinue.
I die each and every moment without you.
I'm strongly feeling to see you.
You also forgot your word that you were going to come to me for few
days after your exams.. remember ?
Ha.. yes.. Kaha to tha.. par kya karu..?
You know na.. what's going at my home..?
In add.. you are very far away re.. at Ratnagiri..
How come..
So why don't you approach to some other boy who stays next to you and
love him ? - I interrupted..
Leave me na.. stay away.. stay blessed..
Chup re..
Aise nahi sochte..
Don't bother.. I'll buy Reliance SIM card very soon.. so we can talk
unlimited by the rechare of rs. 195. :-)
Chalo woh sab jaane do.. you say me how's your back ache ?
And she succeeded to change the topic untill unless we kept phone after an hour.
Never had I imagined how it takes no time to change a Girl's Mind..
Ahh.. and her today's words were telling me firmly how she respects her Dad more than me..
How her ears listen to her Dad more than me..
How less my value is in her perspective than of her Dad..
How her fear towards him was quite strong enough to wipe her love and care towards me..
How all the Girls in this World are exactly similar to each ohter..
Nobody is different.. none knows the true way of Love..
Kya bataau use.. bas ek baar keh deti toh dekhti.. how I would had I spoke to her Daddy.. and how had I seized her from her own World...!!
Oh honey bunny.. I shall fight with the whole world.. but only if You are with me...!! ;-(
Hmmm.. But alas...
Laying like a Dead.. I was unable to stop recalling all those words of my Friends.. and as well as of all those unfortunate Boys who were betrayed by their Loves..
Ahh ha.. She is an Unique..
She may not be Beautiful as other Girls.. but she has the most love and care than Anyone..!
She may not be intelligent as others.. but she is quite Picky enough to feel my Feelings..!
She may or not be my First Love.. but surely.. she is my Last...!!
She is the only one in this World.. in whom I had found my own World...!! - My answers used to..
And such used to be their comments.. - Sod re.. Amhala nako Sangu..
Sarv Muli ek saarkhe astaat re..
Bhitre.. Halkat.. Selfish.. Haawrat.. dhokebaaj..!
Aplya Family la kevha dukhwat naahit..
Mulanna badnaam karun swatah maatra Naav kamavtaat..!
Bagh.. ajun khup divas aahet.. tujha break up honaarach..! - they often added..
Kaaran tujhya sarkhya kharya prem karnaryala kadhi khare prem milat naahit.. kaaran tya todichi Mulgich kuthech naste..
Hehehehe... let be.. you would never know.. how she is.. and I am lucky to have her.. - I used to reply.. but now.. I had got to know a big Lesson..
She loves her family indeed more than me..
And I realized its worthness when I saw some of her uploaded Photos in her Facebook Profile for her Dad on his Birthday..
The above Photos really peirced my Heart deeply.. realizing her love for him..
And I was ashame of myself.. interferring in their Lives..
Listening my Breathe.. I was mumbling..
Oh mera shona.. mera pyaar.. mujhe chhod ke chali gayi.. mujhe anaath karke chali gayi..
Uske liye to poori Duniya hai.. lekin mere liye toh sirf woh thi..
Kya nahi sapne dekhe the Humne..?
Humara naya Ghar.. humaari Ek sundar pyaari si Bacchi.. humara pyar.. humaari ek alag Duniya..
Aur kitna kuchh aise baate thi jo mujhe tumhe bataane thi tumhaare Exam ke Baad..
Meri chhupi sacchaai.. kuchh unbataayi baaate..
Lekin tumhe woh sunna ho toh na...!!
Kuchh mujhe pyaar se ziddi banke.. poochhti toh na..!!
Bus chali gayi..?
Na kuchh sunaa na kuchh kahaa...?
Suffering those pains.. I switched on my mobile.. replaced Vodafone with Docomo back again.. just to see her response..
But I was more sunken when she stopped trying to call me only after 11 attempts.. (as I was notified by missed call alert Server).. and only on 8149.. although she would had be able to speak with me on 9028.. as it was not off yet..
But she didn't had that wit..
This remembers me when I caught her in Hospital on their Landline.. as her mobiles were out of Range there..
I had the mind to reach to her bypassing any kind of hurdles within my Way..
And I had did my best several times..
I was mad for her.. Crazy like the Craze crossing all limits..
I waited damn for 10 mins.. but only for vain..!!
She discontinued calling me.. she was fine enough to not have any swings in her Mental Status..
Shayad woh bhool gayi hogi us Pyaar ko.. jo ek zamaane main woh mujhse karti thi..
Mere liye aahein bharti thi..roti thi.. chillati thi.. Suicide karne ki Taare banne ki baate karti thi..
Ek din mujh se baat nahi ho paayi toh Baccho ki tarah aansoo nikalti thi..
Mere phones off karne ke baad mere liye 140+ missed call alerts chhod ke jaati thi..
Woh meri Jaan kuchh alag hi thi Yaaro.. jiski Jaan sirf meri Jaan main rehti thi..!!
Uska woh pyaar aaj se kai gunaah jyada tha..
Kehti thi - Nai Shona.. mujhe koi nahi chahiye.. tumhaare ilawa..
Bhaad main gayi meri Padhaai.. mere Parents.. khana peena sab kuchh..!
Please na meri Jaan.. mat chhod ke jaao na mujhe..
Tumhari yeh Bacchi nahi reh paayegi is berehem Duniya main.. mere Papa..
My World goes empty without you.. re my Hubby..
Your voice is my Drug.. I can't survive a single day without it..
Sona.. mere bhaai.. your Didi wants to play with you.. wanna do many mischieves with you..
Bettu.. your Mumma is incomplete without her Baby..
Na Baccha.. mat jaa mujh se door.. mar jaayegi teri maa..
Ahh.. Come Sonu.. please come back.. ;-(
Woh din bhi kya khushnaseeb the..
Sach the ya jhooth.. lekin meri Duniya sajate the..
Lekin ab bas.. sirf woh yaade.. jo aasuo se bhi nahi behte.. ;-(
It is a worth saying.. - "Time waits for nobody..!!"
Deciding to close my 8149.. number permanently.. I turned it off and replaced it with Vodafone..
Such the dreadness of that moment was.. as if my Heart.. along with its Pulses and nerves.. was weeping tears of Blood..!!
Don't know when my eyes were closed.. perhaps it must be due to my weakness which persisted from last night cause of over increase of Bile Acid.
I had vomits and dysentry several times like as one vomit and loose motion per hour..!!
Now not long as my Eyes were lost in Dreams.. (Daymares.. or whatever..) I found my cell ringing..
With my sleepy eyes.. I unknowingly answered it as I used to do of my Love everyday and Night.. mistaking as it was of herself..
But hosh thikaane aa gaye jab meri Mom ki awaj suni..
Hello.. how are you..?
What were you doing..?
Got your money from her Bank..?
And never forget to preserve that receipt of deposit.. as now nobody is deserving to keep trust on them..
And how's your study..?
Devaache Naamsmaran kartos ki naahi ? Ha ?
Now obviously what answers would anybody had given in this circumstance of her simultaneous queries.. rather than - Hmmm.. Fine.. Okay & ha...??
Just in next few moments after keeping phone.. I was lost back again somewhere in my Past.. which was the origin of this Story..
The horrible look of my Face.. the deadly silence of my laid body.. the tremenduous flow of my tears.. flashed me away back on the day of "2nd April.. 2012.." the beginning of THE STORY OF NINE MONTHS...!!!
(will be continued..)
