I would not use my "hum" graced hindi in my story.Just understand it and imagine it with the typical "hum" laced hindi.
So as to check my roll no. On the list of new brouchers,I took my admit card to the reception and asked if my name was already registered in the college.
My wordings were literally.."humara roll no. 560028 yaha registered hai kya"?
And the receptionist there to break the joke into more pieces asked in a humourous tone.."who else"?
" nahi,sirf humara" I said but she said nothing and I understood where I am going wrong..I said immediately " "matlab mera"
"Yeah,what did you say..your roll no. 5600...?"
"28" I said
"Yeah your name is registered.. Mr Rihaan solanki..right?" She said
" yes,thankyou"
I was returning back from the reception with the thoughts of that rude receptionist and how the hell I would spend an year in a similar environment.where i was interrupted with a voice!
"Excuse me" the voice said
"Yeah"?
"Sorry, but where is the reception..please"?
"Just go straight and take a left,you will find the board there."I said
"Thankyou so much..its priya..first year b.com".she said
"Y-your welcome..Rihaan I am completing M.com
"Nice to meet you Rihaan...seeya" she said
"S-same here". I mumbled..and she might have hardly heard it.
What a graceful girl! I thought. She had a perfect voice with sweetness overloaded. She didn't even look like those selfish delhities!! She was in her uttermost sweetness.
But still she didnt talk like me with 'hum' embraced hindi or a tone like mine..she must not be a Bihari or Jharkhandi..I thought.
I wanted to know more about her..i dont know why, but still.
I walked in my hostel room allotted by the college.
"Hi, I am your roommate Debansh ". I was greeted by him as I entered the room.
"Bengali...right? I said...I had a weird habit of making people differentiate of their religion or caste by their name. I guess every single person in my city as well as neighbouring ones does that.
I know people here will call me awkward, which I am used to be called anyways.
"No...from mujaffarpur" he said
"You're a bihari"?
"Yeah!any problem"?
I had a chuckle on my face.my teeth were shining with my mouth wide open.
"N..no problem...I am Rihaan..I am also a Bihari...by birth.
We shook hands although I wanted to hug him tight.we biharis always make out a "bhaichara"when we meet at different far away cities like delhi and Mumbai.
We literally be like..."arey bhai..bihar se hi ho..bataya nahi"
We always tend to make a "rishtedaari" with them"
I was literally overwhelmed by my roommate.
"Kya kar rahe ho yaha"? I asked
I know the people out there in the big cities would have answered me to this question as..."what do you mean...kya kar rahe ho..its my place,I can do anything..do you fuckin creature have a problem with it?"
But debansh...my rishtedaar understood my question
" MBA Karne aaye hain"he said
Bhai tumhaara hi to intezaar tha zindagi me. I gave back a motherly smile to him.
" And you" he asked breaking the awkward silence
" same bhai..doing M.com here then ..MBA "I said
"Good, do you want something? Coldrink, coffee or tea?...tea right?" He smiled
" yes yes yes...how do you know?"my emotions had no control
"We will not know each other then who will know?..he grinned
I laughed on that vine by him
I examined the room after getting freshen up
" hmm..small room for two people" I said
" small room??..here's your tea" debansh said giving me the tea
"Yeah isn't it small" I said
" you can peep inside other rooms in this floor, you will find four people in the same sized room"debansh said
"Really"? I asked astonished
" yes we are fortunate to have this room only for two"debansh said
"Hmm..true then." I said
"Excuse me...is this room no. 408?" A voice interrupted "this is shivansh..I am alloted to this room"the voice said
I and debang exchanged looks and remained silent
" won't you welcome me? C'mon be happy...only lucky ones get to share room with me"shivansh said
Shiv..ansh, Shiva's part..hmm he is hindu but Caste ...any ways I will get to know I thought
"Wanna have something to eat or drink"? Deb asked him
" you can get me a cappuccino" shiv said
"Okay" deb said
But I was still stuck on the word cappuccino. It isn't I havent heard it before,there also in my city people in cafes order cappuccino and espresso.but I never had guts to order them.the main reason was that I couldn't pronounce them.
The next day was difficult because I could not find my classroom..everyone was busy finding their own so no one was listening.
" this college is only big by its name.this "kanjus" college could have stuck a paper instructing everyone for their exact classrooms..huh!" I thought
"Hey...you..Ri-Rihaan right? A girly voice said
"Yes" I said..it was her..Priya
"Thankyou so much for your help yesterday" she said
" your welcome..ah?" I stopped
"Priya!!" She completed
" oh yeah, so sorry..skipped from my mind" I said
"No problem" she smiled and said
I hadn't forgotten her name. She was the first one I met here. My eyes didnt get off her. How could I forget her name. But i did not want to look desperate.so I acted like as if I didnt know her name. But the truth was that I had flowers blooming inside me when I saw her again.
"Okay..Rihaan meet you next day" she said
"Ah...can I get your help today..I mean do you know where is this classroom"..i showed her my register
"Oh!this one...just beside my classroom I guess"..she said
"Oh!great".i said
"So..come along" she said
"Huh"?
"I said come along"..she laughed
"Ye-yeah..ok-okay" I mumbled again
"So where you from? She said
"Huh..me?...I woke up from my daydream
"Yeah you..haha" she laughed
"I-I am..I am from delhi..and you" i asked
"Patna" she said
I was dumbstruck..I said I am from delhi which was a lie.she said she's from patna that must be truth ..not must that is the truth...I now understand why elders say..never speak lie
"What happened?"she whacked her fingers in front of my face.
"Y-yeah"..I came out of my thoughts again
"What happen"?
"No-nothing" I said
"Ok then...bye your class"..she pointed towards my class..we had reached our respective classrooms.But I was so meticulous about my lie that I didnt realize.
ESTÁ A LER
I loved,hately
Romance"Why did you do this Rihaan?" "I did it??" I was amazed...all these months and she is accusing me?? .......................... Ragini was my last hope. I wanted to do something in life. And now I was getting a chance to. How can I let it go?
