Pushpak repeated
Pushpak: if you have seen the movie...you would probably understand my situation I was in when the incident I am going to refer here happened in my life. If u haven't wathed Pushpak yet...probably u have missed one of best comedies of hindi cinema n surely one of best of Kamal Hassan movies.
Well the incident that I am going to tell you all happened around 2 months back when I was returning from home to bangalore. I happened to meet one of sweetest girls of my life.
and as usual she was a poor girl trying to show she was sister of d rich lady she was travelling with. I also took it the way she portrayed herself n started flirting with her. only after 12-13 hours I came to know the reality. n guys I dunno why I felt I have started falling in love with the girl.
she was beautiful??? yup surely she was...and moreover, earlier she was not stopping me so it was kind of encouragement for me that time.
but after I found the reality, i saw the reasons for her such nature. I felt like to murder myself....I like flirting but not with helpless girls. but she told me its ok with her as she didn't take me seriously and knew that all that I was saying her since a day before were just lies....they weren't for sure except that I loved her a lot...rest were the truths.
but after she told me this...I felt I really was liking her a lot. her simplicity in words and openness in feelings had won my heart.
only if I had been single I would have proposed her and would have tried to give all happiness that she missed till then....but I couldn't as I was already committed to someone and couldn't even think of betraying her.
so keeping my love(my girl whom I love a lot) in mind I wrote a poem in hindi...that too early in morning in bhubhaneshwar station...with all announcements n other activties of a railway station in progress.
I presented the poem to the girl...but I doubted she knew hindi or not
she told she did...but I didnt believe..I asked her to read a board with "pay jal" written over it...she wasn't able to read. then I took the paper and began writing another poem in hindi..this time changing the subject and content of poem so that it would fit our situation....I was sure she knew english as we had been talking in english only since last 12-13 hours.
but oh God!!!! the way she hold the paper....I knew she didn't know to read properly....it wasnt just my dirty handwriting but her illiteracy too
I felt like crying....that moment I wishes...let this whole world be iliterate...no problem...just let this girl read my poem. my eyes got moist and my voice trembled....d girl also became a bit emotional..but a lot happy that someone had written a poem for her. she tried to assure me she knew to read...but didnt read a single word for me.
then she gave her home's number and told if possible I call her...I told surely...without any doubts...n I meant it :)
but then guys...as in movie....few days after reaching bangalore I checked my bag...my poems were missing(I had given her properly written copies only and had kept the originals)...and so was her number.
Well the incident that I am going to tell you all happened around 2 months back when I was returning from home to bangalore. I happened to meet one of sweetest girls of my life.
and as usual she was a poor girl trying to show she was sister of d rich lady she was travelling with. I also took it the way she portrayed herself n started flirting with her. only after 12-13 hours I came to know the reality. n guys I dunno why I felt I have started falling in love with the girl.
she was beautiful??? yup surely she was...and moreover, earlier she was not stopping me so it was kind of encouragement for me that time.
but after I found the reality, i saw the reasons for her such nature. I felt like to murder myself....I like flirting but not with helpless girls. but she told me its ok with her as she didn't take me seriously and knew that all that I was saying her since a day before were just lies....they weren't for sure except that I loved her a lot...rest were the truths.
but after she told me this...I felt I really was liking her a lot. her simplicity in words and openness in feelings had won my heart.
only if I had been single I would have proposed her and would have tried to give all happiness that she missed till then....but I couldn't as I was already committed to someone and couldn't even think of betraying her.
so keeping my love(my girl whom I love a lot) in mind I wrote a poem in hindi...that too early in morning in bhubhaneshwar station...with all announcements n other activties of a railway station in progress.
I presented the poem to the girl...but I doubted she knew hindi or not
she told she did...but I didnt believe..I asked her to read a board with "pay jal" written over it...she wasn't able to read. then I took the paper and began writing another poem in hindi..this time changing the subject and content of poem so that it would fit our situation....I was sure she knew english as we had been talking in english only since last 12-13 hours.
but oh God!!!! the way she hold the paper....I knew she didn't know to read properly....it wasnt just my dirty handwriting but her illiteracy too
I felt like crying....that moment I wishes...let this whole world be iliterate...no problem...just let this girl read my poem. my eyes got moist and my voice trembled....d girl also became a bit emotional..but a lot happy that someone had written a poem for her. she tried to assure me she knew to read...but didnt read a single word for me.
then she gave her home's number and told if possible I call her...I told surely...without any doubts...n I meant it :)
but then guys...as in movie....few days after reaching bangalore I checked my bag...my poems were missing(I had given her properly written copies only and had kept the originals)...and so was her number.
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