As per Vijay’s instruction, Priya was waiting for him at a specific location in the Ashok Park. She was remembering that it was the same location where she would sit with Vijay and Rajesh to discuss one and the same topic for hours together. Quite often their topic of discussion would be the subjects pertaining to their study. It was a very common practice among them to hold several rounds of debate about the subjects of their curriculum so that all their doubts would clear. Indeed, this method of carrying out their study was perfectly nice and whatever they had successfully achieved today in life was a result of that dedicated study alone. Vijay would always advice that one should dissolve so intensely in the study of a subject that any discussion among them should revolve around the same topic and above all this should happen automatically.
But, perhaps, today he had called her here to discuss about something radically different. Actually, that was her genuine expectation. It was the issue that both of them had never discussed among themselves in spite of meeting here several times so far. Therefore, ever since Vijay sought to meet her here in the park, she had become eager to meet him in the garden. That is why she had reached the garden a lot of time before the appointed hour. She glanced at her wristwatch. It was 5:30 PM in the evening which means she had arrived there at least half an hour before time, assuming he would arrive there in time. Of course, he was quite disciplined to keep the appointments. Now Priya glanced in all angles through the length and breadth of the garden thinking over how to while away the remaining time. First she had a small stroll throughout the garden. Everywhere, couples madly fallen in love were sitting. Priya recalled that both, Rajesh and Vijay would laugh sarcastically looking at such couples sitting in the garden because they always felt that ‘love’ was a kind of a mental and emotional weakness. Although, Priya never expressed herself over this, she never appreciated this sarcastic laughter because she always believed ‘love’ to be an emotion worth respecting. But she was aware that both of them will realize how sacred this emotion of ‘love’ is only when both of them would fall in love with somebody. And perhaps today, after a long passage of time, Vijay had sensed the serenity of that emotion thus inducing him to invite Priya at this garden. She once again scanned through the garden. Now scores of changes seemed to have taken place in the garden compared to what it before was. Earlier where there was lot of green lawn had now got converted into a barren piece of land. Perhaps the new gardener was not taking adequate care of the garden. Or perhaps even her outlook had changed over such a long period of time. How pleasant was her life like a park filled abundantly with trees of flowers and fruits when Vijay and Rajesh were studying with her during college and how barren had the life become now under the burden of the duties and responsibilities life had in stock for her like a monotonously running machine?. While delving deep into the thoughts Priya was lost in the past memories…..
It was the very first of Priya in that town and in the college located therein. Since her father was transferred in his service, she was forced to relocate in this little town from Mumbai. She had had all her education till 11th standard in Mumbai itself but now further education she had sought to take an admission in this new college. New town, new college and company of new students, almost everything was now new to her.
When she stepped into her classroom she became an instant object of curious eyes of all her class. Not only because she too was a new member of their class but also because knowing well that she has arrived from a metro city like Mumbai was sufficient a reason for the class to be curious about her. Besides that a girl in a modern outlook of bob-cut hairstyle was something totally new for those students of that little town. Compared to Mumbai, this town was definitely backward to a large extent. Priya even sensed a radical difference in the overall behaviour of the boys there. The boys in Mumbai were far too dashing and confident whereas the boys here appeared far too shy and introvert. These boys always maintained a distance between them and the girls in the class. Although Priya found these things worth laughing at, slowly she learnt that these rural boys were an equal match to their Mumbai counterparts in terms of academic intelligence but they were under the impact of the rural surrounding atmosphere for which even they were not to be blamed.
It being an important academic year of HSC, the regular classes had begun taking place right since the first day itself and almost all the teachers were conducting a revision of their respective subjects in order to take a stock of how much of the knowledge imparted in the previous had been retained by their students and how much had they forgotten during the long summer vacation. After a brief spell of two or three lectures one glaring feature of that class dawned upon Priya soon was that if all the students in her class would fail to answer a given question, the teachers then would turn to a boy student called Vijay sitting in the third desk of the middle rows who would promptly reply with a correct answer. His answers were so sharply precise that even Priya was impressed by his intelligent precision. She was charmed not only by his glittering intelligence but also because of his polite mannerism and his plain smile. It was not that Priya had never any bright students during her stay in Mumbai but she found Vijay far too different than what she had so far come across. Finally, she could no more curb her curiosity, and sought to know from her fellow girl-student who that impressive student was?.
‘Who is he?’, Priya asked.
‘He is the most intelligent student from our class’, came the reply.
‘I know that already, but what is his name?’, she impatiently asked.
‘Vijay’, came a quick reply.
‘I know even that since the beginning of the class……but what is his Sir-Name?’, Priya maintained her patience.
‘Sawant’, came an equally quick reply.
Priya once again turned and looked at him.
Novel Illusion (Complete) - Based on a true story
Re: Novel Illusion (Complete) - Based on a true story
Chemistry – 2 class was going on. Professor was busy writing variety of different chemical reaction formulae and the students were busy in writing them down in their notebooks quickly before the teacher would erase them from the blackboard. Vijay was completely engrossed in writing them down and Rajesh too was doing the same. But Priya was, time and again, turning to look at Vijay while being busy in writing her notes.
‘Do you notice any difference between this formula and the one previous to it?’, Rajesh suddenly asked Vijay while taking the notes.
‘Of course, there is a difference’, Vijay replied.
‘I don’t see any! In fact, I find all the chemistry-2 formulae one and the same!’, Rajesh said.
‘All formulae one and the same?’, Vijay surprisingly asked.
‘Yes! Just like Chinese men standing in a row with their tiny eyes’, Rajesh replied.
‘You crazy guy! Sometimes you come out with amazing analogies!’, Vijay remarked.
‘You know! One of my friends uncle had been to China for his corporate work and had been there for long time! He told that it took him three months to learn to differentiate between them and identify each of his surrounding Chinese employee separately!’, Rajesh replied.
Without pay much heed to what Rajesh was talking about, Vijay started taking notes rapidly and thus Rajesh too was forced to pay attention to what professor was teaching. Suddenly while writing notes Vijay soon realized that somebody was time again turning backward and glancing fat him from his right side. Now he turned to check who it was and he saw Priya. For a moment Vijay and Priya looked at each other and realizing that Vijay has come to know about it Priya quickly turned her eyes back to the blackboard.
During the 20 minutes recess all the students were standing in the corridor outside their class in small groups and whiling away their time. Vijay was standing against a pole and Rajesh was in front of him. Vijay clandestinely looked at Priya’s group of girls. Although even Priya was standing among all her girl-friends all her attention was focused on Vijay only. She also clandestinely looked at Vijay and both of them looked at each other for a moment and Vijay said to Rajesh, ‘fifty’.
‘Fifty?, What fifty?’, Rajesh asked.
Vijay again got engrossed in looking at the girls group.
‘This ‘fifty’, what you said just now, is like that mad man standing on a bridge’, Rajesh replied.
‘What mad man on a bridge?’, Vijay asked although he was not much attentive about Rajesh.
‘Once a mad man was standing on a bridge uttering loudly ‘fifty’, ‘fifty’!. A man passing from near him asked, ‘What fifty, fifty?’, then the mad man pushed him down in the river and started reciting, ‘fifty-one, fifty-one!’, Rajesh told a joke and started laughing.
But Vijay being inattentive about him there was no chance of why he would reciprocate the laughter.
‘Raja! I will share one fun with you!’, Vijay mysteriously smiled and said to Rajesh.
‘Fun! What fun?’, Rajesh replied.
‘Look around! In that group of girls!’, Vijay asked him.
Rajesh turned his sight and started looking at the group of girls.
‘You fool! When I asked you to look at the girls, why do you always look at that fat lady?’, Vijay annoyingly asked.
‘She is not a fatty girl as you call it! She is only slightly stout!’, Rajesh explained.
‘Oh is it?, anyway, forget it, look at that new girl who has joined our class!’, Vijay said.
Looking in that direction, Rajesh said, ‘Oh! So you are talking about ‘Priya’!’.
‘Great! So by now you have come to know her name also!’, Vijay pinched.
‘What is so great about it?. The whole class knows her name! Even you must be knowing it but you are only pretending innocence!’, Rajesh replied.
‘No! Really! I did not indeed know her name!’, Vijay clarified himself.
‘Anyway, coming back to what you were telling? What is the fun?’, Rajesh asked.
‘What was the subject of our first lecture?’, Vijay asked.
‘It was of Chemistry! Why?’, Rajesh asked.
‘Right since the chemistry lecture, I am counting’, Vijay started telling, ‘She has looked at me exactly fifty times so far and now see for yourself, this is the fifty-oneth time she has glanced at me!’, Vijay replied.
‘Oh! So this is the fun you are talking about?’, Rajesh mischievously asked.
‘Now I will tell you one more fun!’, Rajesh said to Vijay.
‘What fun?’, Vijay asked.
‘Just tell me one thing! She looked at you fifty-one times! How did you come to know about it?’, Rajesh asked.
‘Of course, I have counted it’, Vijay replied unknowingly the wit of Rajesh.
‘You counted! This means you came to know only when you too looked at her at least that many times, in fact more than that!’, Rajesh trapped him.
‘Which means even she can accuse at you that you have been looking at her fifty-one times’, Rajesh caught the point.
Vijay was completely cornered and was tight-lipped about this.
‘You are talking on my behalf or her’s?’, Vijay angrily asked.
‘I am not talking on anybody’s behalf. Only explaining the facts!’, Rajesh shrugged his shoulders.
‘What do you mean?’, Vijay asked.
‘This means my dear friend! You have become habituated to calculate everything using the mathematical terminologies only. But always bear it in mind that there are certain issues which never fit into the mathematical jargon’, Rajesh explained to Vijay as though he was explaining the gist of something.
‘Now I understand what you are explaining’, Vijay replied.
‘What have you understood?’, Rajesh asked.
‘That this is an excellent excuse for ignoring the physical weight of that fatty in numerical and mathematical terms’, Vijay hit back.
‘Why the hell, you time and again come back to that girl?’, Rajesh annoyingly asked.
‘Oh! Sorry! Sorry!’, Vijay apologized.
‘Do you notice any difference between this formula and the one previous to it?’, Rajesh suddenly asked Vijay while taking the notes.
‘Of course, there is a difference’, Vijay replied.
‘I don’t see any! In fact, I find all the chemistry-2 formulae one and the same!’, Rajesh said.
‘All formulae one and the same?’, Vijay surprisingly asked.
‘Yes! Just like Chinese men standing in a row with their tiny eyes’, Rajesh replied.
‘You crazy guy! Sometimes you come out with amazing analogies!’, Vijay remarked.
‘You know! One of my friends uncle had been to China for his corporate work and had been there for long time! He told that it took him three months to learn to differentiate between them and identify each of his surrounding Chinese employee separately!’, Rajesh replied.
Without pay much heed to what Rajesh was talking about, Vijay started taking notes rapidly and thus Rajesh too was forced to pay attention to what professor was teaching. Suddenly while writing notes Vijay soon realized that somebody was time again turning backward and glancing fat him from his right side. Now he turned to check who it was and he saw Priya. For a moment Vijay and Priya looked at each other and realizing that Vijay has come to know about it Priya quickly turned her eyes back to the blackboard.
During the 20 minutes recess all the students were standing in the corridor outside their class in small groups and whiling away their time. Vijay was standing against a pole and Rajesh was in front of him. Vijay clandestinely looked at Priya’s group of girls. Although even Priya was standing among all her girl-friends all her attention was focused on Vijay only. She also clandestinely looked at Vijay and both of them looked at each other for a moment and Vijay said to Rajesh, ‘fifty’.
‘Fifty?, What fifty?’, Rajesh asked.
Vijay again got engrossed in looking at the girls group.
‘This ‘fifty’, what you said just now, is like that mad man standing on a bridge’, Rajesh replied.
‘What mad man on a bridge?’, Vijay asked although he was not much attentive about Rajesh.
‘Once a mad man was standing on a bridge uttering loudly ‘fifty’, ‘fifty’!. A man passing from near him asked, ‘What fifty, fifty?’, then the mad man pushed him down in the river and started reciting, ‘fifty-one, fifty-one!’, Rajesh told a joke and started laughing.
But Vijay being inattentive about him there was no chance of why he would reciprocate the laughter.
‘Raja! I will share one fun with you!’, Vijay mysteriously smiled and said to Rajesh.
‘Fun! What fun?’, Rajesh replied.
‘Look around! In that group of girls!’, Vijay asked him.
Rajesh turned his sight and started looking at the group of girls.
‘You fool! When I asked you to look at the girls, why do you always look at that fat lady?’, Vijay annoyingly asked.
‘She is not a fatty girl as you call it! She is only slightly stout!’, Rajesh explained.
‘Oh is it?, anyway, forget it, look at that new girl who has joined our class!’, Vijay said.
Looking in that direction, Rajesh said, ‘Oh! So you are talking about ‘Priya’!’.
‘Great! So by now you have come to know her name also!’, Vijay pinched.
‘What is so great about it?. The whole class knows her name! Even you must be knowing it but you are only pretending innocence!’, Rajesh replied.
‘No! Really! I did not indeed know her name!’, Vijay clarified himself.
‘Anyway, coming back to what you were telling? What is the fun?’, Rajesh asked.
‘What was the subject of our first lecture?’, Vijay asked.
‘It was of Chemistry! Why?’, Rajesh asked.
‘Right since the chemistry lecture, I am counting’, Vijay started telling, ‘She has looked at me exactly fifty times so far and now see for yourself, this is the fifty-oneth time she has glanced at me!’, Vijay replied.
‘Oh! So this is the fun you are talking about?’, Rajesh mischievously asked.
‘Now I will tell you one more fun!’, Rajesh said to Vijay.
‘What fun?’, Vijay asked.
‘Just tell me one thing! She looked at you fifty-one times! How did you come to know about it?’, Rajesh asked.
‘Of course, I have counted it’, Vijay replied unknowingly the wit of Rajesh.
‘You counted! This means you came to know only when you too looked at her at least that many times, in fact more than that!’, Rajesh trapped him.
‘Which means even she can accuse at you that you have been looking at her fifty-one times’, Rajesh caught the point.
Vijay was completely cornered and was tight-lipped about this.
‘You are talking on my behalf or her’s?’, Vijay angrily asked.
‘I am not talking on anybody’s behalf. Only explaining the facts!’, Rajesh shrugged his shoulders.
‘What do you mean?’, Vijay asked.
‘This means my dear friend! You have become habituated to calculate everything using the mathematical terminologies only. But always bear it in mind that there are certain issues which never fit into the mathematical jargon’, Rajesh explained to Vijay as though he was explaining the gist of something.
‘Now I understand what you are explaining’, Vijay replied.
‘What have you understood?’, Rajesh asked.
‘That this is an excellent excuse for ignoring the physical weight of that fatty in numerical and mathematical terms’, Vijay hit back.
‘Why the hell, you time and again come back to that girl?’, Rajesh annoyingly asked.
‘Oh! Sorry! Sorry!’, Vijay apologized.
Re: Novel Illusion (Complete) - Based on a true story
College was over. A big flood of bicycles and motorcycles started coming out together. The faces of some of the students were brightly glowing with the feeling of college being over while those of few others were bearing the expressions of being utterly tired and burning with hunger. Generally the last lecture of Vijay would always be of chemistry, biology or physics laboratory practical only. In the morning, started for college after a sufficient breakfast, first few lectures of different subjects would take place followed by a short recess. Then during the second session, generally, languages lectures would get over again followed by a recess. Finally in the third session at the end when all the students would be usually tired, they would be engaged with the chemistry, physics or biology laboratory works. Thus the students of the science stream would hardly get a moment of leisure whereas the students of arts and commerce streams would truly relish the charm of living the college life. If there is any mood to attend the classes they would go for the lectures or would straightaway while away time chatting either in the college canteen or while sitting on the compound walls of the college premises. Just like the science students were occupied even their professors would be equally busy with work. After completing the lectures in the college till the afternoon, they would be required to begin their personal tuitions immediately after the lunch which would continue right up to 10 pm at night. Some of them even would not spare an opportunity of conducting single hour tuition between 6 am to 7 am i.e. before the college would begin. The professors of the arts and commerce stream were, however, very lucky as far as the busy schedule of conducting lectures at college and followed by the tuitions. What it means is that, for the teachers staff of the arts and commerce faculties, the classes in college would take place only if the students would be interested to attend them and there would not be any activity of tuitions after the college getting over. At times, then, the professors of these two faculties would bored not to conduct lectures at college and then they would develop a sharp desire to conduct one lecture but after visiting the classroom if they would find it empty, they would summon a peon and dispatch him straightaway at the college canteen to fetch the students. During such times whatever a few number of students they would find in the canteen would be forced to attend a lecture irrespective of their will.
Therefore, the students whose faces would appear to be utterly tired and exhausted would be belonging to the science stream and the others whose faces would be full of joy and cheer would be of the commerce and arts faculties, sent to college forcibly by their parents. Another reason why these arts and commerce students would be so joyous was never the college being over, at least for the day, but it was the opportune time for them, to see the beautiful girls of the science faculty, appearing to be more and more charming, thanks to the strain they would have endured during their college schedule. Vijay and Rajesh found their way through that outpouring flood of students and started pedaling their bicycles toward home through the main street of their town. Usually while going home they would hardly talk with each other for being tired and exhausted, they would be very eager to reach home fast and eat lunch before commencing the next equally stressful schedule of attending the tuitions. The science students were thus were deprived of looking at the beautiful girls, not because they were disinclined for it but because they would hardly have any time to while away like this. After joining the main street, both, Rajesh and Vijay peddled their bicycles hard as fast as they could and at one turning their roads would bifurcate.
‘Ok! Bye for now! See you soon at the tuitions!’, Rajesh said to Vijay.
‘Bye! Bye!’, Vijay replied without even looking at Rajesh and started riding ahead.
After covering some more distance, a turn to the road would lead Vijay to his home. While taking a turn, Vijay suddenly felt that somebody was coming from behind him. If it was somebody from his college itself, he would have easily ignored but he also sensed that it was some beautiful girl, perhaps he knew her, and therefore he turned back to have a look at her only to realize that it was Priya. Her home too was in the same direction but Vijay knew that she could never follow him since he and Rajesh would rush ahead fast after moving out of the college premises with burning hunger in their bellies. Vijay realized that since she has followed him today necessarily means she too had driven her bicycle equally fast today, perhaps because she too had some necessity to reach home faster. But, while engrossed in these thoughts, Vijay observed that not only had his speed reduced but immediately thereafter Priya too had reduced the speed of her bicycle. This created a doubt in his mind whether she was following him intentionally.
While Vijay was engrossed in this thinking process, suddenly he heard a call from Priya,
‘Vijay’,
For the first time Vijay sensed that he had heard his name being pronounced by a girl of his age, whom he liked, and that too with sincere intensity. He sensed that his heartbeats had increased suddenly and he reduced the speed of his bicycle further. By this time, even Priya had reached up to him and was riding parallel to him. Vijay was confused about what he should talk and so for a moment he stared at her but instantly, as though, he was looking straight at sun, he turned his eyes back to the road ahead.
‘Wasn’t today’s chemistry lecture slightly difficult?’, finally Priya herself took the initiative to talk.
‘Difficult?, Yah! It was difficult’, Vijay replied.
‘Of course, you must be finding it very easy!’, Priya said.
‘No, no, nothing of that sort!’, Vijay blushed to hear that flattery.
‘No! What I mean is’, Priya replied, ‘Usually I find it difficult to comprehend the chemical reactions of the Chemistry-2 and even if I understand them, I tend to forget them 2 or 3 days later’.
‘Yes, you are right! And that is why perhaps Chemistry-2 is called as ‘Volatile’, Vijay funnily replied.
‘Volatile?, yes, you are right! It indeed deserves to be called that’, Priya laughed heartily.
Vijay was seeing her from such a close distance laughing so heartily and his sight could not escape from looking at the twist appearing on her cheeks and those equally beautiful white teeth glittering like white pearls.
‘But in order to being able to remember the reactions one must first be able to understand them. Isn’t it?’, Priya asked.
‘Yes! You are perfectly right!’, Vijay replied.
‘Then have you understood all the reactions taught so far in the class?’, Priya sought to know.
‘Yes!’, Vijay replied.
‘I have been able to understand some of them and the rest are not understood. Will you be able to explain to me those which I have not grasped?’, Priya asked.
‘Of course! Yes! I will!’, Vijay replied affirmatively.
‘Ok then, Bye for now! I will ask them from you some other day!’, Priya thanked him and turned toward home since the road to her home had arrived.
‘Bye’, Vijay replied.
She had gone and he had realized that he had stopped his bicycle on that turn and he was looking at her till such time she went beyond his sight. Even she was smiling at him.
Now Vijay shook head as though he was discarding something and he started toward his home.
‘No! No ! This must not happen! My goal is of supreme importance!’, he warned himself to achieve that first and only then think of the rest.
Deeply involved in these thoughts he was moving toward his house but even then he was feeling better for the barely few moments he had spent with her.
Again he warned himself to control his emotions and must let this happen again. Deeply engrossed in these conflicting thoughts, he did not even realize when he reached at his home.
Therefore, the students whose faces would appear to be utterly tired and exhausted would be belonging to the science stream and the others whose faces would be full of joy and cheer would be of the commerce and arts faculties, sent to college forcibly by their parents. Another reason why these arts and commerce students would be so joyous was never the college being over, at least for the day, but it was the opportune time for them, to see the beautiful girls of the science faculty, appearing to be more and more charming, thanks to the strain they would have endured during their college schedule. Vijay and Rajesh found their way through that outpouring flood of students and started pedaling their bicycles toward home through the main street of their town. Usually while going home they would hardly talk with each other for being tired and exhausted, they would be very eager to reach home fast and eat lunch before commencing the next equally stressful schedule of attending the tuitions. The science students were thus were deprived of looking at the beautiful girls, not because they were disinclined for it but because they would hardly have any time to while away like this. After joining the main street, both, Rajesh and Vijay peddled their bicycles hard as fast as they could and at one turning their roads would bifurcate.
‘Ok! Bye for now! See you soon at the tuitions!’, Rajesh said to Vijay.
‘Bye! Bye!’, Vijay replied without even looking at Rajesh and started riding ahead.
After covering some more distance, a turn to the road would lead Vijay to his home. While taking a turn, Vijay suddenly felt that somebody was coming from behind him. If it was somebody from his college itself, he would have easily ignored but he also sensed that it was some beautiful girl, perhaps he knew her, and therefore he turned back to have a look at her only to realize that it was Priya. Her home too was in the same direction but Vijay knew that she could never follow him since he and Rajesh would rush ahead fast after moving out of the college premises with burning hunger in their bellies. Vijay realized that since she has followed him today necessarily means she too had driven her bicycle equally fast today, perhaps because she too had some necessity to reach home faster. But, while engrossed in these thoughts, Vijay observed that not only had his speed reduced but immediately thereafter Priya too had reduced the speed of her bicycle. This created a doubt in his mind whether she was following him intentionally.
While Vijay was engrossed in this thinking process, suddenly he heard a call from Priya,
‘Vijay’,
For the first time Vijay sensed that he had heard his name being pronounced by a girl of his age, whom he liked, and that too with sincere intensity. He sensed that his heartbeats had increased suddenly and he reduced the speed of his bicycle further. By this time, even Priya had reached up to him and was riding parallel to him. Vijay was confused about what he should talk and so for a moment he stared at her but instantly, as though, he was looking straight at sun, he turned his eyes back to the road ahead.
‘Wasn’t today’s chemistry lecture slightly difficult?’, finally Priya herself took the initiative to talk.
‘Difficult?, Yah! It was difficult’, Vijay replied.
‘Of course, you must be finding it very easy!’, Priya said.
‘No, no, nothing of that sort!’, Vijay blushed to hear that flattery.
‘No! What I mean is’, Priya replied, ‘Usually I find it difficult to comprehend the chemical reactions of the Chemistry-2 and even if I understand them, I tend to forget them 2 or 3 days later’.
‘Yes, you are right! And that is why perhaps Chemistry-2 is called as ‘Volatile’, Vijay funnily replied.
‘Volatile?, yes, you are right! It indeed deserves to be called that’, Priya laughed heartily.
Vijay was seeing her from such a close distance laughing so heartily and his sight could not escape from looking at the twist appearing on her cheeks and those equally beautiful white teeth glittering like white pearls.
‘But in order to being able to remember the reactions one must first be able to understand them. Isn’t it?’, Priya asked.
‘Yes! You are perfectly right!’, Vijay replied.
‘Then have you understood all the reactions taught so far in the class?’, Priya sought to know.
‘Yes!’, Vijay replied.
‘I have been able to understand some of them and the rest are not understood. Will you be able to explain to me those which I have not grasped?’, Priya asked.
‘Of course! Yes! I will!’, Vijay replied affirmatively.
‘Ok then, Bye for now! I will ask them from you some other day!’, Priya thanked him and turned toward home since the road to her home had arrived.
‘Bye’, Vijay replied.
She had gone and he had realized that he had stopped his bicycle on that turn and he was looking at her till such time she went beyond his sight. Even she was smiling at him.
Now Vijay shook head as though he was discarding something and he started toward his home.
‘No! No ! This must not happen! My goal is of supreme importance!’, he warned himself to achieve that first and only then think of the rest.
Deeply involved in these thoughts he was moving toward his house but even then he was feeling better for the barely few moments he had spent with her.
Again he warned himself to control his emotions and must let this happen again. Deeply engrossed in these conflicting thoughts, he did not even realize when he reached at his home.