A New Kind Of Feeling...!!

“Wake up you Moron its time!! You got an interview to attend”.. Samar’s voice was screeching across Kudrat’s Head.. Wake up..!! Kudrat finally got up to get ready, after realizing it’s too late to Iron the shirt, he wore the crushed shirt and his fawn trousers. Samar got him coffee and cookies, he left for interview, while Samar stayed back to start after an hour as his classes were delayed. Kudrat at door step turned and asked “what time will you be reaching”, Samar said “after an hour or so”, why?  Nothing I just asked its nearby my office so I thought to drop down and we will head back together. Samar told him that’s not needed, but Kudrat pretending as if he didn’t hear, ran down the stairs. Interview went good, Kudrat with pleasant personality and great communication skills can win anybody, he knew job was all his left hand play.

After finishing off his interview he walked around half a mile to reach Samar’s institute, it was getting hot in Delhi, Kudrat was sweating like a pig, but his fair face was all red due to heat outside and little sweat drops wear shining like diamonds on his clean shaved face. As soon as he entered the premises institute, every girl turned around to see an angel dressed in formals he appeared like model ,those once in suit lines advertisements with messy hairs and raw looking formals. Kudrat for a while sat in reception area, Peon got him a glass of water, Receptionist asked him how can he help him, he said he is waiting for his friend who is a student here. In the back of his mind he was thinking is it actually the reason why he is here? Is he really waiting for Samar? Is it obvious to have such thoughts in your mind when you don’t know if you are being true to yourself? Kudrat got up to ask the direction towards restrooms. A peon escorted him towards restroom which was two lobbies ahead from the board of staff room. While walking towards restroom Kudrat’s eyes automatically turned towards the direction of a class room where he saw his angelic personality for whom his eyes were waiting, his heart was throbbing, his thoughts were longing. He didn’t stopped as he knew he was being escorted by the peon, after reaching his destination he told “thank you, bhaiya ji” to the peon, went in to get himself fresh and came back only to walk where his heart was taking him. Samar’s words were echoing in his mind in which he told him to stay away from Swadha. But this was a feeling which was beyond his control. And while fighting all that running in his mind he reached to stand at the window of the lecture hall -1, from where he could see his angel. He was thinking is it right to think all this for a person to whom he barely knows. Eventually girls are blessed with this sixth sense to realize if they are been observed by somebody in their surroundings. As if they could feel it on their skin. Swadha turned towards the window and this was their first  eye contact, for like ten seconds they stared at each other. And Swadha out of shyness or disgust looked away. And from that very moment Kudrat could feel himself as he has been spell bound by those beautiful eyes. He looked away and started walking towards encroachment area. With a sinking feeling in his heart. 

THOUGHTS PREVAILED..!!

What’s keeping him from food, Sleep, Rest and his Favorite pastime socializing in girls. He was completely restless and wasn’t able to figure out what is happening, A knock on the door brought him back from his virtual world of thoughts in which Swadha was making her own ways. He gathered his senses to open the door only to find tired Samar out of energy and bored. Kudrat was never as happy as to see him like he was today, Kudrat actually served water for Samar, and with full respect handed over him the glass, Samar with all horrors of surprises quoted “Oh my my… whats happening what do you want today…am not going to lie your parents about your bad health and ask for more money”.. Kudrat suddenly left the steel glass into Samar’s Lap, Samar Jumped like a Hydrophobic Dog… "Damn it you fuck… why did you do that”. Kudrat Frowned and went away to sit alone in balcony. Samar being a caring friend realized something is not right with him. Samar too went and stood beside Kudrat, Samar finally thought to break the ice “the final strokes in painting are as tiring and rendering what about your job”.. Kudrat with a sigh replied “I have an interview tomorrow at that PR firm beside your institute”, “wow that’s great , why aren’t you happy this calls for a kingfisher”.. but Kudrat din’t answered. Samar finally asked whats wrong can we talk, Kudrat felt a bit awkward but started “so you are enjoying your new college, what about that girl yelling over staff ?? was everything ok??” Samar with a bitchy smile looked at him pointing a finger…" you Casanova Kudrat Manikwala stay away from her by the radius of 10 mts. She is my instructor". Kudrat could measure the depth of respect Samar has for her, but rather than concentrating on Samar’s trait he applied his plan-B to knock down Information about her from his “chaddhi buddy” he knew how to manage him, he suddenly put up a face of complete ignorance and in a so husky voice said “dude give me a break…. I have a class, I just asked that why was she ranting and riling, she must be tough on you in your practice sessions?”, Samar caught into the bait and as expected by Kudrat , With a sudden grin on his face he said “oh no.. Miss Swadha is such a sweet darling person, she is everything what a good teacher should have, in fact everything a good person should have, her way of dealing the things is quite mature and she is very sensible” Kudrat in his heart was enjoying listening every bit of adjectives and cheesy lines what Samar was saying about her, Samar was on and on… Kudrat interrupted “ but I am sorry I don’t find her as good as your descriptions, She is so average looking : (in his he thought… she is most beautiful), she is just like any other girl (she is completely amazing), I found her anger inappropriate (her pink angry face is still in my eyes) and she dosen’t appears me that wise as you are saying (rather she is the most innocent creature I have seen), Samar shouted …What the fuck are you saying… (Kudrat doubted as if he over heard his thoughts), ok am not saying anything about her, Lets go and get our empty roaring tummies filled with some delicacies, over the food Samar went on talking about how Swadha manages that big strength and still nothing lefts out from her attention and so many etc things which Kudrat in his heart was recording like a recorder tape, But was pretending as if he is least bothered, even if in between Samar got deviated from the topic “Swadha”..Kudrat would just asked him and “what else is happening in your institute?” and Samar would get back to “Miss Swadha this, Miss Swadha that”… 

While Samar felt asleep, Kudrat was still lingering in thoughts what is happening to him, Samar’s description of all the good and nice about Swadha was echoing in his head and he was  pondering over those thoughts, He din’t even realized when he slept.

The ENCOUNTER..

They say life never turns out to be as expected, well in Kudrat’s case its practically true. Though he himself was the most unpredictable creature but his fate was far more better than his unpredictability. That’s how the most unpredictable encounter of his life happened when he was expecting any such thing would happen to him… His life is about to change…

Samar forgot to take his Paint brush kit in his final cut of completing the art piece for this month which would fetch him the certificate for next level in fine arts. So he called up Kudrat and after almost three times of call waiting Kudat responded his call and as soon he could start to tell the reason, Samar intruded and said “Do hell with your Girl-lo-logics I want my paint brush kit in half an hour” and then he hung up. Kudrat lazily without even bathing carried a dirty look with jeans; shirt and “kolahpuri chappals” went off to help his friend. Somehow he reached to the institute. There were fourteen departments he initially tried thorough, tried calling Samar but his phone was not in coverage area. So he enquired at Admin office, finally a peon knew Samar and told him to wait there while he reports Samar about Kudrat’s coming, Kudrat was having this habit of Using mirror even when he knew he is looking disaster. Abruptly he saw somebody walking through the door, he could feel the effervescence of her presence ,he could listen to each foot step she is captivating him, He couldn’t just stop looking at her. She was in paranoia, yelled at staff about unavailability of canvas while her assisters are about to start their final stroke. Soon the back ground faded and all he could concentrate was on her eyes so dazzling, immense and meaningful but yet he could sense something different in her eyes which made him look deeper in to them as if they are in search, they are incomplete…. waiting , he just couldn’t stop staring at her which made her uncomfortable for that moment but she is quite good at pretending, she din’t even let him know that he has been noticed too. Then she went off with question mark on her mind and A look on Kudrat’s face because for Kudrat it was astonishing that he was staring at any girl he hardly knew, Kudrat being a Casanova just has his own doctrine and one of them was “never stare a girl for more then ten seconds” while this was his anatomy of entire fifteen minutes when he was around her, he was helpless as he even noticed her sensuous walk and how she moves, how her legs cross each other right in front , it was perhaps the best walk he has seen, more of like a cat walk model with a little lesser height, and suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by a loud voice from behind “Kaddu”.. (Samar called him “kaddu” :when he is irritated while parents and others call him pumpkin) where have you been I have been looking for you all over, he was still in thoughts what had happened to him in past fifteen minutes. He just Nodded and handed over the kit to Samar, then they just walked up to the hall Kudrat just wished His friend good luck and as he hugged him he could see the same enchanting face from about eight feet away from him, giving directions to people around and Swadha too noticed the same eyes staring over her again. He quickly looked away and left the place. He kept thinking about her all the time and getting restless while waiting for Samar to be back so that he can talk about it. He wasn’t even taking the calls of the “Bees”. All he knew it’s the first time in his life he experiencing anything like that.

Poor Kudrat you have to learn to be patient.

Drooling and Dumpling..

Summers are interesting seasons you actually want to put off everything you are wearing but yet have to worry what people will think about you, Summers In Delhi were onset and Kudrat was ready to cope with all the weather change around him, from long skirts of girls to hot pants, From small streets of his town to national highways.. Taxis to metro’s, Shops to malls everything was ironically dynamic around him. Like a freshman he was adopting to the details of his surroundings.. Destiny could have given him sometime before putting him into a new roller coaster ride but things are not that simple.

Swadha was descendent about her new job and working hard to make it work. Her challenges were increasing day by day. She knew how to handle the situations but her measurable tendencies could put things on stake sometimes, for Swadha nothing goes for a ride even the smallest details are truly important. Perfection was her “mantra” and “dedication” was her tool. She was a reserve person she always kept work to work with people around her, because her positive aura (consisted of her smooth and sensuous voice, her lightning eyes and tender smile) could not let people to be away from her, Her Assisters look up to her for guidance and for fellows she was the best advisor.

Samar the new guy in the college was trying to make his mark on colleagues and instructors, Swadha was Obliviously his favorite instructor, He keep talking about her to Kudrat most of the times Kudrat would have given a piece of mind to it if he would have got time from all the new bees around him. Well “Bees” was the term Samar gave to all the girls hovering around Kudrat, he sometimes felt irritated due to them as Kudrat was the only friend to him and those girls used to Sting him away in order to make their space around Kudrat.. one texting, another calling, and one bee even came to their place with flowers and food . Samar use to enjoy it until unless he had good food and his space with Kudrat. Once that space is overwhelmed by somebody’s presence he would get mad .

That’s how things were going on Drooling and dumpling in the lives of Delhi’s new comers and a not so Delhi’ite girl.