Monday 2 January 2017

Best girl I have ever met!

Note: This is purely a work of fiction and all characters used in the story are fictitious and have nothing to do with reality.

                                 Dedicated to Ridhima and Anuj

                                 Dedicated to Students
 


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City Mall
Kota


I entered the institute most promptly known for producing toppers all over the country which make sure each one leave India and live a happy life thereafter. The institute seemed fine with outrageous students asking doubts like playing Clash Of Clans one after the other. You hardly find normal people here most of the time you find extra ordinary people and life becomes as messy as hell. The system here is shocking its nerve breaking you have to be fucking ready to work your ass off in order to tackle 10,00,000 people to enter the so called dream-IIT. Many parents think that IIT will make my life settle as normally Indian parents do.

Here I'm Anuj Rawat, a 10th passed so called 10 CGPA hero who is completely sure that I will make it to IIT as it has been my all time childish dream. If I can make 10 CGPA I can do anything(This is the state where most of the people are fucked up with their life) Heres where it all started:

Room no. A201
Physics Class


The faculty entered extremely ready to hit and open our mind to play with a freaky beginning topic called UNITS AND DIMENSIONS. First he asked from where TH which child was, how they live how was their 10th result and told us how bright our future can be. IIT is the only thing he stated brightly in a outshining manner. Then he started the class with 200 kids along with them. He started giving questions and I stated some of the answers correctly and ended up impressing the whole class as well as myself. Then another hand raised in the air, I still remember that resonating peaceful voice
-Sir the value of a is 1/2 and b is 3/2 and c is dimensionless. The class was impressed with the answer which she came within the dictation of the question. Ridhima Kashyap she told her beautiful name. A point comes in your life when life is about to be fantastic because you find someone who is just like you who you think is made for you and which maintains the belief "Couples are named in heaven itself". Well such kind of point came in my life :). I want to know her thats what I promised myself.

I talked to her and after some designated time I knew from where she was, how was her past and how her family has been with her. The conversation used to be romantic when we used to talk and exchange text messages over the text phones. I was attached to her like anything and wanna share everything with her in any case possible. We were one of the most awesome friends of the class and eventually did what others can't do.

Every Sunday used to start with a freaky 3 hour test and end with a cold coffee(Demons Own) at CCD. She shared everything she had with me and the days pricked out to be the best days of my life. This dogma went on for two years and those were I can proudly remark as the best days of my life I have lived so far. Then in the end she started seeming a bit tense as the exam was coming closer, I became afraid whether she would take the pressure or not..

After the exam results...

Hopefully the first round was over, the exam ended and acoustically we both cleared the exam with decent marks. But due to pressure of exams and abruptness we were not in touch. The thing rose Everyone has been screwing up I was hoping it wasnt me on the longer run. I tried calling her one day but she didnt attend the phones as usual and that causality was dipping me from within and making me nostalgic. Thats what happen you prepare for something that has a lot of competition a mini world war to be precise. Then one day I came to know from a  mutual friend that  she's been depressed for over a month. How is that possible? Ridhima is a kind of a girl who can even drool a dim guy, such a always shining face depressed, sounded strange to me. But anyway due to the gravity of the situation I could nt do anything.



1st June 2016

I was at the basketball court and was about to go for a lay-up to be precise. Ridhima has been unknown for over a month and the final nervousness of the exam was creating a related hoax around me. Then I heard my phone ringing somehow my mind said it was she. A mutual friend of us told me to read the newspaper I straggled out at her and asked what happened she in a utter confusion cut the phone. I glanced around wore my Jacket and jogged to take a newspaper.


In that I read and was about to swoon it stated 
                       KOTA GIRL COMMITS SUICIDE SHATTERS DREAMS

I was okay till then as suicide and Kota are synonyms here but then when I proceeded further 
A girl named Ridhima Kashyap commits suicide on regards of being unable to handle the pressure caused to her. She has been in depression for a month. She jumped from a building in the morning. Being  a brain damage we were unable to save her. My heartrate was in a Simple Harmonic Motion I couldnt even read further  I could not believe she's gone forever. We will never meet again and she didnt even told me the reason despite being the best person for me. I cried and ran onto an empty place this was not supposed to happen.


I realize most of the time everything is temporary no matter what you do,once you are attached to someone and he or she leaves you with no effect you become a serial victim being slayed each and every time you remind of  him or her. 
Time is the game changer... :(












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18 comments:

  1. Sensible writing...keep it up Kapil

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  2. This was the best one Bhai :)

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  4. Horripilating story it is..loved it

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  5. The last one came like a dagger.....ur writing is becoming more and more awesome bro

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  8. It just took mya heart...awesome...work Kapil just carry on...

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  9. Damn! This was so good and relatable.Keep writing :)

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Kapil Yadav is the owner of the blog Esperanza. He is an aspiring author, blogger , technology freak and an ultimate opportunist. An evergrowing learner and a cool content writer.He has been writing stories and poems since he was 13 years and the journey for him is just everlasting.