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I have written about Rahul.I have written 2 posts on him..post 1..post 2
Actually some days ago I was going through the pages of my personal diary. In that I found I have written a lot on Rahul. So much!
My this blog is my second diary. So I take the courage to put this post here.
I hope you'll all understand my innocent feelings...
Rahul can be called the first and last (till now) boy in my life who made an impact on me.
I still remember the date on which I talked to him first.... its 14/7/2003
I still remember his phone number and birthday.(jan 12)
I still remember the date I found out tat I hav a crush on him...12/2/2004
I still remember him answering a question tat made me happy....wen asked by one of our teacher's ....the question was which gal do u find the most sensible? He took my name.
I who always value comfort more than appearance and so wore mostly jeans and such stuffs on Saturdays(we had to wear civil dress in school on Saturdays) started wearing skirts and so on just coz' he had once told me that I look nice in school uniform skirt. But I now hav reverted bakk.
I used to call him everyday without miss and without any reason.
I still remember the date I met him last it was 15/5/2004.the last day bfore summer vacations.
His dad had got a transfer to Agra. He was going forever.And I knew he was much more than an ordinary classmate for me.
On the same day I along with my parents had to go to the Church(there was some function) ....I who normally go around and hang out with friends in such functions was standing alone... as some big tragedy had gripped me.
One of my friends exclaimed " hey Pj Rahul is gone" I couldn't even giv out my stupid smile as I always do wen ma frnds tease me on such issues.... I was so sad.
Our class had an aim chart in which the aims of all the students were written. My aim then was to become an IAS. His was Software Engineer. I donno wat he's studying now but I am studying to become a Software Engineer.
I still have the small piece of paper on which he wrote and gave me my Graphology. He knew tat.
When he gave it to me.... tat was the first time he called me Pj (he coined it). He asked "can I call u Pj"?
I donno y I like to be called Pj.
He had to go on 28/5/2004 but we had summer vacations from fifteenth. So that was the last day I Saw him face to face.
The last glance to each other was dramatic or u can call it filmy... till our vehicles were static we were busy talking to our friends but as our vehicles moved he came over to near the back window and I too but something was stopping me to wave him a bye..... but he did tat then I too waved him back.
I did not call him from 15th to 28th coz I did not know wat to say. I was sad indeed.
He called me on 27th and said...." Happy birthday Pj ... this is the last call I am making to you .... but be sure of the fact that we will someday meet" I couldn't say anything .... I just said ok Bye.
The very next day I got fever.
This is very true and it has happened. But I must say that my parents knew all about it and ...I am still teased about it.
But my one desire ... to see him off in the station was unfulfilled. I did not hav the courage to ask my parents.
This might sound to u all ... as childish.
It is childish too coz it all happened 4-5 yrs bakk.