UNUSUAL LOVE STORY OF EYES

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My name is Anu. I was 10 years old when I have entered JNV Sheikhpura on 17th Nov 1988. I came along with my parents after some formalities teachers have given me school no. 184. Then senior girls of our school whom we started calling Didi took me to the girl hostel and for the first time in my life, I saw a two-tier bed. My mom wanted me to take the lower bed but I insisted and took the upper bed. Every night I use to feel like a princess when I go to sleep on the upper berth. Mom dad left and I was all alone with few girls most of them were crying. My kiddish mind was unable to understand why everyone is crying because we all came to school to study and for doing something. We came with a black box and got everything at school. I was very small and we use to go to bring water from the hand pump which was attached to the well. It was really tough to hold a bucket full of water alone so we two friends used to go to the well daily evening to bring water. From the 2nd day onward lots of instructions from seniors - do this do that and our daily routine started with PT, then light snacks of gram and jaggery. Then assembly classes breakfast lunch, sports prayer study time dinner and sleep. I use to cope with hostel life and sometimes missed the pampering of my parents a lot.

From 2nd day only I use to feel that whenever I am going to mess, class or to bring water my senior boys (Bhaiyas) start shouting Anurag Anurag...first few days I thought simply they are shouting..but one day one of my senior didi told me that your name is Anu so people are teasing Anurag by your name..Slowly days passed...but I felt that whenever I am going to mess classroom prayers or anywhere two eyes are always on me..and that was of ..Anurag... I also started seeing him and through my eyes, we use to talk a lot. Whenever I use to go to the mess he uses to see me from a corridor of his house, in prayer time we use to see each other. He was very good at debate and other co-curricular activities, whenever Anurag use to get a prize I use to feel happy. I was totally unaware of this feeling. But this much I knew that perhaps this is love or something...

Days passed on my birthday he uses to send sweets through senior for me, whenever I m sick he uses to find out how I am and all. Then one day when I was in 8th one of my friend who was from the same city as Anurag brought one letter from Anurag, I remember the day. it was Ganesha Chaturthi..and it was a love letter with few lines written. When I hold that letter I was shaking like anything... there it was written. I love you too much if you also love me please say yes or no. I was literally shaking, whether to write yes or no and then I remembered parents faith, trust and all that. I came here for studies, not for these things...like a young child, I have written NO.

From that day onward Anurag uses to hate me...still my mind was thinking that he will understand my eyes language. It doesn't matter whether I have written yes or no...but Anurag and his friend use to shout at me like anything... a few months was tough to handle. Then I told one of my senior didi who was close to Anurag that please tell them that please don't shout otherwise I will leave school...he agreed and his friends stopped shouting and slowly I felt the haterade from Anurag. He stopped all eyes communication.

One day somebody told me that Anurag is having one girlfriend in his native town. That time I was in 11th and that day I lost all hope. He left school because he was one batch senior to me. That was the end of my childhood first immature love story.

A year passed I got married had kids, once I saw Anurag on Facebook, send him a friend request and chatted with him, said sorry. For the first time in my life, we talked on the phone and we met. Now we both are very good friends and our relationship is like a platonic relationship. I am happy with my professional and personal life and he is with me. Whenever we feel like talking we talk like a friend and we are friends forever... He still uses to tease me that You love to say NO..and I use to tease you only understand the written communication.. eyes feeling you will never understand. We are a very good friend but still one hitch is there..and I remember the phrase –of all the words of lips and cup..sweetest are these.