Saturday, January 17, 2009

The Plight of a Romance.......

18th February 1996

That morning when I was very happy as I was getting ready to go to attend a seminar in my old school. I moved out of that school after my 5th standard to another one. It was so exciting to go back to those classrooms and the corridor's where we spent a convincing amount of time. Oh between, the seminar is the one which happens a couple of weeks before our hindi exam which is conducted by Dakshina Bharat Hindi Prachar Sabha. There are 8 exams in total at an interval of 6 months each so at the end of 4th year (i.e after completing the 8th exam), you'll be awarded a degree equivalent to bachalors degree in hindi literature. I was on to write my last exam by then and the name of it was Praveen Uttarard.

Generally we get to meet a lot of people from different places of the town (Ambasamudram and its near by area) with whom we interact once in 6 months :). We also have our tution mates and that exam I wrote without tution (I studied on my own). It was great fun once we reach the school when you roam around with your school mates (ya there were a few as well, who were writing other exams), ex tution mates, other people and discussing all the things in the world expect the seminar. I just went into the class room and I always prefer to sit very next to the window. The window in that class room is so wonderful. Its a huge window which was with grills and very outside the window you'll see a 20 m wide ground and classrooms on the other end of the ground as well. Suddenly the crowd started to disperse to their respective classroom and the ground was getting emptied and thats when I get to see a cute little girl wrapped up in a nice green salwar crossing the corridor and suddenly the bell rang and I realized that I'm awe struck. It was just a few seconds but I can still remember the grandeur feel at the plight of her walk. The next thing I tried was to get out of the class but to my bad luck the speaker of the seminar entered the room.

As soon as the session ended, it was the hunt again to know who she is and which class she is in and along with my friend with me it was not a difficult task. At the end of the 10 min break we could collect her name, and her address and her school name, but couldn't meet her or find see her at the break. I could just not resist myself from getting out of the next session as this was the first time in my life when I felt something for a girl, when I felt something like seeing some girl again and again. The sessions generally in the seminar are so irritating and that day it was even worse and thankfully we got to break for lunch. The first think I did was to walk out of the class as soon as the bell rang and peepp into the other classes for her. My friend too joined me between but couldn't find her. He said with a smile that she is in the class of Madhyama (2nd exam). I decided to attend the afternoon session there and went in a choosed a corner seat of the class.

After lunch when she entered the class again the bell rang (this generally happens in comic stories and later saw in a movie too)... but believe me it happened. She sat in a chair which was three rows in front to me and three columns left to me and was in a perfect diagonal to me. Thank God! said me and just started to stare into her. I could hear nothing in the hall during the session and I couldn't feel any color in the room apart from green..... The feel was like everyone else in the class are dancing around us. Thanks to tamil movies which made me comfortable when I was thinking like this. Finally the bell rang in such a quick time and the seminar ended.........

A lot more interesting things happened after this..... wait and watch (oops.. read) :)


5 comments:

Kunal Chandra said...

Aaah!!! so Selva sir is too a human being after all.... look forward to the rest of it and now I know why you chose green template for yur blog... :-)

selva ganapathy said...

Ah!!!!... you are right!.. I forgot to mention this in the article..... from that day Green became my favorite color..... uske pehle orange tha :).....

Gouri Chugh said...

hmmmm.. unbelievable! Selva stalking a girl! and going nuts over somebody like this. Well, you have the potential to do that, some of us know (you know what iam talking about). hehe

pulzinponderland said...

Good to you spreading this. I want to share an important related point.

Adoption is tagged with providing a home to an hitherto homeless child, but is it always so? If I am not mistaken, in many agencies today, there are more parents waiting than children available. This, according to one agency, is because of the rise in abortion awareness (less unwanted children) which has coincided with increasing adoption awareness (more willing parents). Given this, if you go for a typical agency (aligned with the above
mentioned scenario), you are not actually providing a home to an
"otherwise homeless" child because if you hadn't come forward, someone
else would have equally happily taken the child home. Of course, if
everyone thinks that way, no child will ever be adopted, but the point
here is that given the current scenario, it makes a lot more "social" sense if you adopt children who are less likely to be adopted by the rest. This may mean that you look for older kids who are typically less preferred. Those who have the wherewithal can even think of kids with minor/major, curable/incurable health issues or disabilities. One
may also hunt a low-profile agency in a remote place where not many
people apply (which implies that the kids there are unlikely to be
adopted). You could also take drastic measures like getting a child made legally available for adoption from an orphanage and then
adopting her/him. It may sound outrageous, but it does the critical thing of getting that one more child a home.

Pulkit

pulzinponderland said...

Good to you spreading this. I want to share an important related point.

Adoption is tagged with providing a home to an hitherto homeless child, but is it always so? If I am not mistaken, in many agencies today, there are more parents waiting than children available. This, according to one agency, is because of the rise in abortion awareness (less unwanted children) which has coincided with increasing adoption awareness (more willing parents). Given this, if you go for a typical agency (aligned with the above mentioned scenario), you are not actually providing a home to an "otherwise homeless" child because if you hadn't come forward, someone
else would have equally happily taken the child home. Of course, if everyone thinks that way, no child will ever be adopted, but the point here is that given the current scenario, it makes a lot more "social" sense if you adopt children who are less likely to be adopted by the rest. This may mean that you look for older kids who are typically less preferred. Those who have the wherewithal can even think of kids with minor/major, curable/incurable health issues or disabilities. One may also hunt a low-profile agency in a remote place where not many people apply (which implies that the kids there are unlikely to be adopted). You could also take drastic measures like getting a child made legally available for adoption from an orphanage and then adopting her/him. It may sound outrageous, but it does the critical thing of getting that one more child a home.

Pulkit