My alarm woke me up, I moved my hand under the pillow trying to place my cell phone so I could put off the alarm, finally after lot of searching I found it under my sweatshirt which was again under the pillow i looked at time, a very foolish thing to do as i already knew that my cell phone beeps every morning at 7:15. I got up suddenly realising that my bed was moving and finally my eyes wide open with the sunlight falling right on my face i remembered i was on a train ,sleeping on the side lower berth. I put the pillow at the edge of my seat placed by back on it , brought my knees close to my chest and just stared out the window 'good morning sunshine' i said to myself 'Delhi here i come' i thought and then thinking again i said to myself 'ok so a month of drama trauma and fights here I come'
Yeah that’s all Delhi meant to me fights with my Sister ,her logic and her way of looking at things it all just irritated me every day because they were so different from mine and again i was goin towards that life for a month damn a whole month i could have come to Delhi a little later in the month but I had to leave pune as soon as possible .as soon as possible so as soon i heard that our third semester exams had been postpone due to commonwealth youth games i called up dad and told him i wanted to get out of Pune as soon as possible i dont wanna stay here another minute and so he booked the tickets for me and my friend Deepali the very next moment. We got tickets from Bombay so we had to travel all the way to Bombay , my second time in Bombay was not as fun as the first time...we were 4 hours early so we just sat in McDonalds and eat and slept for some time.
"Good morning" she said
"What? I thought u were asleep"
"nah I got up like 15 minutes back saw u sleeping so just went to freshen up, i think you should go freshen up the breakfast will come soon"
"yeah ok" I said and dragged myself off my seat and went towards the toilet
When I returned breakfast had come I sat down and opened my bread omelette.
"So did you call and wish you mom?" i asked Deepali
"Nah i think me goin there without anyone knowing will probably be the biggest surprise" she replied. It was her mother's birthday 10 Oct 2008, but according to her family she was coming to Delhi on the 12th . It was a nice plan and it was all going really really well. I was happy for her .And so finished our breakfast both of us slept for another half hour and then we reached Delhi .The train had not reached the station and his picture came into my mind, even he was from Delhi 'but there are no chances of him coming to Delhi this diwali' i told myself 'he is too occupied with other girls'
"We should take out our luggage from below, because we are almost there" said Deepali interrupting my thoughts. As the train stopped i saw my dad standing on the platform we ran towards the exit and i waved with the most happiest face i could come up with and i think it was cool and den we dropped Deepali to her place and drove to my parents place yeah ‘my parents’ I could no longer call it home I left that place a year and a half ago to pursue BBA from symbiosis in Pune, and for now my only home was my hostel room with my best friends Sharon and Ekta. Two people who meant the world to me my family in Pune.
We reached home and I went to my room it was filled with my sister Jennifer’s painting stuff and I wanted it all cleared but she was sleeping in her room all tired from her camping trip so I just kept my luggage and changed and waited for lunch. The rest of the day I kept missing my friends back home, my bed , my walls which were full of my collage , full of my feelings about him, full of me, I missed Pune like hell I missed everything about it . ‘Why did I come so early I should have stayed in Pune?’ I asked myself the answer to which came automatically ‘because you have to move on you idiot’ I told that to myself the entire day. But it had all started, my life of a year and a half ago had started my mom and dad being evermore demanding and dominating , my freedom was once again lost and all I wanted was to go back but I couldn’t because I had sort of runaway from Pune .
Somehow the day passed and I was getting ready to sleep when again nostalgia struck me and I was gain transported to Pune, how there Sharon, Ekta and I used to talk and talk for long hours in the night, how no one in the hostel slept before 1 and how I missed Sharon my roommate and how I never sleep before 2 am, sometimes chatting with my friends and him, sometimes waiting for him to come online....and then my cell phone beeped I got a message from Sharon
‘Puchu missin u’ teary eyed I replied
‘Me was jst thinkin bout u ;-( Gunyte’ I messaged her
and she replied back‘Gud nyt puchu’
.All of a sudden I remembered my first few days in Pune , I was all like Delhi this, Delhi that Pune sucks ...what the fuck there is nothing here .... I hate this place.... Delhi is like the best place ever. I still remember that day I had gone out with a couple of friends to meet this guy ..someones family friend and I was all about how fucking boring Pune is
“Aryan yaar, you are from Delhi and still you think Pune is better?” I had said
“You know A even I was like you when I had first some to Pune” Aryan said “but then one year in this city changed everything, everything . Now I never want to leave this place ever again but I’ll have to I know. Meet me after a year and then we’ll talk about which city is much better”That time I dint believe him but now there is no place other that Pune I would wanna be but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. With these thoughts I plugged my earphones into my cell phone and turned on the radio, yeah one thing good about Delhi you have over 10 radio channels here but in Pune you have just two which is sad, and with this I went off to sleep.
Yeah that’s all Delhi meant to me fights with my Sister ,her logic and her way of looking at things it all just irritated me every day because they were so different from mine and again i was goin towards that life for a month damn a whole month i could have come to Delhi a little later in the month but I had to leave pune as soon as possible .as soon as possible so as soon i heard that our third semester exams had been postpone due to commonwealth youth games i called up dad and told him i wanted to get out of Pune as soon as possible i dont wanna stay here another minute and so he booked the tickets for me and my friend Deepali the very next moment. We got tickets from Bombay so we had to travel all the way to Bombay , my second time in Bombay was not as fun as the first time...we were 4 hours early so we just sat in McDonalds and eat and slept for some time.
"Good morning" she said
"What? I thought u were asleep"
"nah I got up like 15 minutes back saw u sleeping so just went to freshen up, i think you should go freshen up the breakfast will come soon"
"yeah ok" I said and dragged myself off my seat and went towards the toilet
When I returned breakfast had come I sat down and opened my bread omelette.
"So did you call and wish you mom?" i asked Deepali
"Nah i think me goin there without anyone knowing will probably be the biggest surprise" she replied. It was her mother's birthday 10 Oct 2008, but according to her family she was coming to Delhi on the 12th . It was a nice plan and it was all going really really well. I was happy for her .And so finished our breakfast both of us slept for another half hour and then we reached Delhi .The train had not reached the station and his picture came into my mind, even he was from Delhi 'but there are no chances of him coming to Delhi this diwali' i told myself 'he is too occupied with other girls'
"We should take out our luggage from below, because we are almost there" said Deepali interrupting my thoughts. As the train stopped i saw my dad standing on the platform we ran towards the exit and i waved with the most happiest face i could come up with and i think it was cool and den we dropped Deepali to her place and drove to my parents place yeah ‘my parents’ I could no longer call it home I left that place a year and a half ago to pursue BBA from symbiosis in Pune, and for now my only home was my hostel room with my best friends Sharon and Ekta. Two people who meant the world to me my family in Pune.
We reached home and I went to my room it was filled with my sister Jennifer’s painting stuff and I wanted it all cleared but she was sleeping in her room all tired from her camping trip so I just kept my luggage and changed and waited for lunch. The rest of the day I kept missing my friends back home, my bed , my walls which were full of my collage , full of my feelings about him, full of me, I missed Pune like hell I missed everything about it . ‘Why did I come so early I should have stayed in Pune?’ I asked myself the answer to which came automatically ‘because you have to move on you idiot’ I told that to myself the entire day. But it had all started, my life of a year and a half ago had started my mom and dad being evermore demanding and dominating , my freedom was once again lost and all I wanted was to go back but I couldn’t because I had sort of runaway from Pune .
Somehow the day passed and I was getting ready to sleep when again nostalgia struck me and I was gain transported to Pune, how there Sharon, Ekta and I used to talk and talk for long hours in the night, how no one in the hostel slept before 1 and how I missed Sharon my roommate and how I never sleep before 2 am, sometimes chatting with my friends and him, sometimes waiting for him to come online....and then my cell phone beeped I got a message from Sharon
‘Puchu missin u’ teary eyed I replied
‘Me was jst thinkin bout u ;-( Gunyte’ I messaged her
and she replied back‘Gud nyt puchu’
.All of a sudden I remembered my first few days in Pune , I was all like Delhi this, Delhi that Pune sucks ...what the fuck there is nothing here .... I hate this place.... Delhi is like the best place ever. I still remember that day I had gone out with a couple of friends to meet this guy ..someones family friend and I was all about how fucking boring Pune is
“Aryan yaar, you are from Delhi and still you think Pune is better?” I had said
“You know A even I was like you when I had first some to Pune” Aryan said “but then one year in this city changed everything, everything . Now I never want to leave this place ever again but I’ll have to I know. Meet me after a year and then we’ll talk about which city is much better”That time I dint believe him but now there is no place other that Pune I would wanna be but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. With these thoughts I plugged my earphones into my cell phone and turned on the radio, yeah one thing good about Delhi you have over 10 radio channels here but in Pune you have just two which is sad, and with this I went off to sleep.
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