Saturday, August 9, 2008

Expressions Unlimitted!!!

A Sorry for holding this post for such a long time

Was in a dilemma whether to post it or not, but as I’ve mentioned this entire blog would be based on my experiences and my journey, I’ve decided to post it.
I did my primary education in A.V.Rm.V Matriculation School, which was a co-ed school. I did my schooling till class V in it which actually molded this mud into Selva and as I was not able to afford the fees there my parents decided to move me to P.L.W.A Hr. Sec. School which was / is in Vickramasingapuram, a few kilometers away from Ambasamudram. It’s a very famous school in our Taluk which provides not only quality education but also quality human values [as per my personal observation]. It’s again a co-ed school but here the system doesn’t allow a boy to talk to a girl. There were strict rules that were followed with sever punishmentsJ, But still I was never hesitant / felt shy in talking to a girl as my experience in previous school was different. I was the shortest of the class and used to sit in front bench and once the interaction with the new faces started to develop, we mostly used to avoid / ignore talking to girls because there was no need for it and more over the system was also a bit responsible for it and above all the comments which would come from our other male counterpart was in mind.
It was a time when we moved to class 8. By the time I had a few of thick friends in the circle and I remember we 5 guys in a bench were named as “Panjapandavargal” [Five Pandavs], though the group started to split after class 7th because of the rearrangement in our seating. It’s almost the time when one gets into the real teen age. When everyone start to see the mirror and felt excited about budding mustache. I was not an exception on that. I always dreamt of having a mustache and feel so happy to see when it’s budding and also have felt jealous of fellow classmates who had more and a bit dense. Despite all these things, I was somehow never attracted towards girls.
That’s the time when she joined our class. She was fair, not so tall and with average built, but at that point of time she was just another girl in the class [at least for me]. One fine morning it was quite surprising to see the girl on the stage during an event and sing a western song. At that time western songs was something unheard and unusual to us [though we did study in an English medium school]. Though she was not at her best but was quite commendable. I was a bit eager to know her history by then and did found out too J [that’s human problem]. It was by then obvious that I wanted to develop a friendship with her [nothing else by that time], and wanted to interact. Suddenly when thinking of talking to her, I don’t know where the hell the shyness crept in and finally ended up in not even approaching her. I was very much excited about the all new expression in the face and mind which I conveyed to my bench mates [with whom one need to spend all the day]. Then started to glow the “dimaag ki batti”. Slowly I started to build a strategy to approach.
It was with a help of the local boy who used to interact with one of our class mate as she resides nearby his house [I was from Ambasamudram as I mentioned]. I first started to talk to that girl and slowly got in touch with her. She was not a localite and she also travels the same route which I travel. It’s all those general blah blah’s which started to build our friendship.
Those two years were in fact one of the best phases of life [Class VIIIth to Class Xth]. I don’t know what happened and how it happened but the truth is we really enjoyed our friendship [rather relationship, though nothing were in our minds], but at times people do talk something. It was all of a blushing situation at times but those were wonderful expressions. Within no time, we started to talk a lot [though officially in the school premises boys are not supposed to talk to girls], and express each to other in a special manner [might be infatuation, but I was sure it was not that and I didn’t have an idea of what she thought of it].
The most beautiful and highlight of the things are the glimpses which flashes every now and then from both the sides J and particularly when some boring class is going on [mostly being social science class, as he used to really kill us with his stories, but we enjoyed it a lot :D]. Not to forget, early in the morning once I enter into the class, the eyes search for her and once it spots her the head nods a “Good Morning!”, and when her eye nods and reply with a million dolor smile in the face, my day starts. [ I don’t know to name the feel and the expression, but those were with no limits and no ends, I also don’t know how does she felt about it]. I also remember a day when I went to her house and we chit chatted for about more than 6 hours [usually I never go to any of my friends house as my parents didn’t allow me to]. One of my class mate stayed very close to her house and used to ask what’s happening dude?, but it’s like nothing man!!!. We’ve shared almost a lot of talking together. I’ve also told her a lot of things which I didn’t share with some of my male counter parts. That doesn’t mean that I avoided / ignored them, but this was something special. I have great buddies on my male counterpart with whom I really enjoyed everything at school [it will be another special article which will come up soon].
After 10th I went on to join my Diploma in Chennai and almost lost contact with most of my friends and my family moved to Erode which is far away from Ambasamudram. I wrote a few letters when I was in college but somehow I never got a reply. She was an above average student and I thought she might do her engineering but she didn’t [I got to know this from a few of my friends]. I still had touch with a very few of my best pals in school and through them I started to gather most of my class mates. Thanks to the web and mail service providers. We started yahoo groups and Google groups for our childhood buddies and now are in touch with each other. Still I couldn’t find her. Tried her house number a couple of times…. Not in use……..

Still I don’t know what is that relationship… it was definitely more than friendship with Expressions Unlimited!!!!!


4 comments:

Aashiq said...

So Sweet...!!
:)

Banvri said...

Beautiful :-)

but believe me or not but everything happen for a reason ..

u met her made so many memories together n now u smile when u think about those moments :)


this post is full of expression n keep expressing urself buddy :)

selva ganapathy said...

Thanks Abhinav! and Deepti! :)

state of mind? said...

dats an expression from d heart...but never consider it as a friendship dat didn't flourish....its given u memories for lifetime!!!...i see it as a beautiful n to be cherised experience.... :)