The Flashback...Beginning
"Hey idiot, Are you out of your senses? What are you talking man?" Chetan continued, "At an early age,why are you talking like you have already grown up, you need to complete your studies, pursue the career, make yourself stable. Instead of this why are you talking absurd? Do you think she will accept this forever together proposal of yours if you are jobless? Obviously no dude, she won't, in fact, no one will." Ishan was listening Chetan's words silently as I was watching both of them alternately.
Chetan started his rapid fire again, after a minute,"And also,why don't you feel like having a cool batchelor life and enjoyment? Do you really want to get engaged in such a deep n mature relationship called marriage so early in your life?"
Though Chetan was right practically, but I was sure, Ishan would not hamper his career because of this. I know him since years, he has always kept academics and personal issues side by side, he never mixed it and the validation of this was 3 job offers from reputed recruiters he had even when he was indulged in this emotional blunder. Chetan was aware of the fact that Ishan holds good offers professionally but his fear was, Ishan may ruin it on his own. But Ishan is not so weak. I was pretty confident about what I had in my mind and thank god, this time, I was right!!
And when it comes to last two questions asked by Chetan then it's not me here whose opinion matters(and the one whose holds the validity,we will ask him subsequently).
Ishan just smiled to what Chetan said, because he was clear about the questions Chetan asked couple of minutes before...
Ishan received call from home asking when he will be back as it was getting late, he replied properly and we stood up to leave. Chetan offered Ishan cigarette, he might have thought, when such a blunder is revolving around Ishan, it will help him to relax and remove ill thoughts if any. Unlike every time, when he used to refused it, he took cigarette in his fingers of right hand, threw it down and crushed it with is slipper. "Answer to all your questions" Ishan whispered in Chetan's left ear, at the same time proving him wrong and to me correct...
YES!!.. I understood my friend right.
We left the place, I dropped Ishan his home and I continued my path to the home after dropping Chetan. Ishan was still in his own world, it seem he was figuring out something at his own. His nights were sleepless. He was following his flashback, how he saw her first time, while she was entering in the classroom, that unsophisticated look, how beautiful she was looking even in that beauty extracting college uniform. For months, Ishan used to look at her face and that's how, without even conversing a single word with her, he lost his heart to a girl.
Even he wasn't aware of the fact that he loves her. He was going with the flow only which was intended to brings him joy whenever she was around. Looking at her and feeling happy, the only thing he did for long.
In his flashback,he continued thinking,
how things were going forward without any progress or regress, when he received his previous semester results, where he lost the battleground on academic front with backlogs.
The blow hit him really hard. He was in journey back to home when he received result, he was completely blank. It wasn't first time when he was awarded with backlogs but this time the matter was different. His attention needed to shift to academics fully in order to bring him back in the flow. Only he was aware of the situation he was going through, because he hasn't shared it with anyone till then.
He started introspection and preparation to overcome the jolt. As I mentioned earlier, he is expert in managing things when required, this situation was testing him, how he reacts...but the thing is, his planning never fails when he takes something seriously.
Twelve subjects to clear, one and a half month in hand, including preparation leaves, the stage was set, awaiting his performance.
He faced all the balls which came to his strike effectively, and he left college in those vacations, awaiting for results...
To be continued....
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