While I see your sweet face and know that the song of my love pleases u…..Alas.! What comfort I find! But when u turn away your eyes and I no longer see in your sweet favor that your taking pleasure in my song, how my soul suffers! But I don’t stop loving u…on singing the hymn of my loves of your pleasure…ohh dream! its a delight for me to sing ur song”
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Pleasure marks of the rain over earth vanish with in seconds. Alas..! Your intimate marks of love remains in my heart forever. God believes in creating an angel for me and in turn created you. I sing the hymn of love for you. When your eyes turn away from me, my heart starts pounding the sorrow and when your eyes look at me, my brain ceases off. It’s my body with your soul. ohh dream! It’s a delight for me to sing your song
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It’s a pleasure for me to love you. The real love never expects any thing back. Alas.! But my heart is expecting a lot of love from you. When your eyes turn away, it seems that world is punishing me and when your eyes look at me; it resembles my mother’s care. My soul looses its identity entering you. Alas.! A second is enough to loose myself in your lap. ohh dream! It’s a delight for me to sing your song
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How to start this story? The story which has broken hearts ….How to explain the days which played with our souls? How to describe the pleasure of loosing we faced? How to propagate the delights we enjoyed and dreams we shared?
RISHI SPEAKS………
4May, 2006
It may be the quite common day for all others but it’s an uncommon day for me. It’s for the sake I have fallen in love. Its not mere infatuation. It’s definitely the delight of love and the fragrance of a dream. Yes, I found that she is my dream girl. It took an year for me to decide but now I am sure that she is a dreamed delight for me.
Today’s night exactly at 12a.m, Uttam came with a cover in hand. He hugged me and wished ‘happy birthday’ in his quite common conventional nature. I am happy that I have received wishes from parents, friends but unhappy that I haven’t received any wishes from my best pal-sweat dream girl-Shriuta
Clock struck 12a.m and the whole hostel is in deep silence as we have an exam tomorrow. Uttam wished and left me alone in the room. After an hour Uttam came and said, “cheer up man! Shri will definitely wish u.” I bluntly said, “I don’t need” He again asked, “Why are u angry?”
I just remained silent. Uttam may be my best friend but he cant understand my feelings. She is not only my heart but also my brain, senses, aspirations and everything. I haven’t expressed my love but I love her for the sake, ‘she is for me’
Breaking my thoughts, Uttam put a cover in my hand and said, “Shri has given it in the evening” Anxiously I opened and found a small book-let. I opened the first page and found the note, “Come out of the room” I came out and Uttam followed. We turned the page and found, “Come to the ground floor”
I want to turn the pages fast. I might have done if it doesn’t contains the foot note “Don’t break my heart
By turning the pages fast”
We reached the ground floor and found, “Come to Shuttle-court" I was bit confused but Uttam made me to follow him. We reached and turned for last page, “Now I am here for u”
I am completely confused and put a question mark at Uttam. He smiled and switched on the lights.I almost cried looking ‘Shriuta with a cake’ in the corner.
I forgot about my birthday and cried, “What’s the hell going here? Is this the time to enter boys hostel?”
She just smiled and said, “No. So I entered in the evening only.”
“What?”
“Yes. Its difficult to come out of girls hostel at night. So I came in the evening and sat here. As exams are going on, nobody noticed me in the shuttle court.”
“What about ur exam?”
“I brought the required books along with me”
“Are you mad?”
She put her hand on my head, molishing my hairs said, “You are my best pal and I can do anything for u” She lit the candles and I celebrated the most memorable birth day in my life.
6May,2006
Life can never be an open circuit. It is a closed circuit with many connexions and shocks. Today’s evening is a pleasant Sunday evening. We both reached our college ground with a ‘555 cigarette packet’ We lit and took the first puff and before my second puff, a smooth hand making a large sound slapped me. Hearing the sound, Uttam dropped the cigarette. After a few seconds, I am able to see this world and able to see the person who have slapped me. The same person who had wished me ‘happy birth day’ in her pleasant style have slapped me now.
I stood as a criminal. No words between us. She put her hand before me and I placed cigarette packet. She has left without speaking a single word. I might have felt happy if she cursed me like anything.(From that day, I have taken a lot of care to hide myself while smoking)
12May,2006
Today while we were in the examination hall, peon came and handed over a slip to invigilator. Invigilator asked, “Who is Uttam?” Uttam read it and started writing the exam again. Answering our question mark faces, he just smiled and sighed us to complete the exam fast.
We completed exam before half-an-hour. He put the slip in shri’s hand, “Ur mother is in serious condition. As ur mobile is switched off. They phoned to the college.-principal”
Reading it, I had seen into Uttam’s eyes. No changes in his eyes. He is quite normal as earlier. That second looking at his eyes I thought about the world is going to face the ever greatest materialist soon.
I asked him, “What to do?”
He said, “Nothing, I have to go.”
“Shall I accompany u?”
He bluntly answered, “No”
Shriuta warned him, “Uttam,18th is ur next exam and that to the dirtiest paper, ‘Insurance policy making and fund management’
He smiled, “I’ll take care.”
Shriuta arranged a railway ticket and we dropped him at railway station. Train is half-an-hour late. I have again seen into the Uttam’s eyes. No change in him. He lost father in the childhood. Now he is going to have last look at his mother. The train had left and uncontrollably two tears were dropped from my eyes. Shriuta rounded her hand on my waist and said, “Uttam can handle the situation. He is not a normal guy.”
18May,2006
Today’s morning at 8a.m,Uttam have come back with his head completely shaved. Coming into the room he asked, “Whats the exam time?”
“9a.m”
He bathed in a hurry and read the index of a 1400 pages book carefully.
We reached the examination hall and almost all our faces lost colors when we have seen the paper. Fund management question paper is with complete reasoning. It is hard for us to pass even. I looked at Uttam. He dropped his pen and started meditating.
Shriuta called him. He whispered, “I am gone”
She asked, “Shall I jump there?” He was stunned and said, “No”
“Then”
“I will come there”
She requested her bench mate to move aside. He jumped benches escaping the invigilator’s notice. I also managed to go near them. We exchanged the papers and if three ever greatest brains are coped up, it’s damn easy to manage the dirty funds. We completed the exam and thus we are into the last semester.
22June,2006
We are enjoying our last semester. We all are placed in ‘Reliance-capital’. Though we can get high salaries in other companies, we rejected all other opportunities for working together. Uttam’s condition is quite different. He doesn’t deserve this job but he opted to join for us.
These days, really I am dreaming heavily. My dreams have no limits. ‘Shriuta with me in my dreams’ I want to propose but I have no courage. I know that I am the perfect match for her and she can’t deny me even.
Ohh…God…! Please provide me courage.
“Pleasure marks of the rain over earth vanish with in seconds. Alas..! Your intimate marks of love remains in my heart forever. God believes in creating an angel for me and in turn created you. I sing the hymn of love for you. When your eyes turn away from me, my heart starts pounding the sorrow and when your eyes look at me, my brain ceases off. It’s my body with your soul. ohh dream! It’s a delight for me to sing your song”
UTTAM SPEAKS……
I have no idea of telling my story to anyone. Actually I have no habit of writing diary like Rishi.
First instance of my story have started when I was born and lost my father on the same day. What a luck! My birthday and my father’s death day is same. Till the day, I never celebrated my birthday.
Though my father died earlier, he arranged everything for me and my mother. We never faced any financial problems till my 8th standard but mentally it’s a great draw back. No other can know my pain when the teacher questioned, “What is your father?” Of course, Pain only can teach several things.
The financial problem started when I was in 8th standard. Doctors examined my mother and diagnosed the cancer. My mother rejected to take treatment. At that time, I had no idea of treatment cost and all others but I wanted my mother. I could cost anything for her and I convinced her.
Even the bank-balance, immovable, movable properties couldn’t support our expenditure. The ball was in my court. I had to earn something, otherwise I couldn’t continue my mother’s treatment. At that small age, I got the idea of teaching some one else but unable to get a single student. Finally I got 2 students with a payment of Rs.400/month
Its hard to survive with that money. I thought a lot. Finally, I tried for a life-insurance advisory license on my mother’s name and started my career as a life-insurance agent. But its hard for an introvert to market life-insurance policies. My loneliness in childhood turned me into an introvert. Though I was failed as a life-insurance advisor, it taught me several things about financial management, stock-broking, risks etc.,
In my 10th standard, we had left behind with no immovable property more. We sold all the properties for treatment. After my 10th standard, I joined as a trades-man in a sugar factory. My work is to check the molasses quality and my salary is mere Rs.900/month.I have to rush to firm at 8a.m,college at 10a.m,again firm at 3p.m.They have an instrument to check the quality but after a month, I started testing by tasting it. It saved a lot of time
In my spare, I have studied stock-broking but I had a little money to enter the market. I managed to enter as a sub-broker. It provided me a little money but lot of knowledge. For my personal needs, I opted investing instead of speculating.
Life is a challenge. It pleasures and sometimes scares us with unknown twists. I was promoted as supervisor in the firm with an increment of Rs.1000.At the same time, due to Y2K problem a software company was shuttered and unfortunately I lost Rs.60000 because of my wrong estimation.
My mother’s treatment expenditure was more than my earnings. When I had completed my 12th standard, we had left behind with 5 lakh rupees debit. I have nothing with me except sorrow. If condition goes like this it doesn’t take much time to make us bankrupt. I never thought of explaining the things to my mother. There could be no use in doing so. I stopped thinking about all other issues and I thought about future only. How to come out of debts? My uncle raised hands to help me but I have my reasons to reject.
At the same time, I got a seat in one of the best engineering colleges in India. But I didn’t want to continue regular studies. It provides me less time to think and earn. I joined in correspondence degree of commerce graduation.
Though I had large amounts of debt, I got some regular income through my job and stock sub-broking. In the mean time, I started working over Rotatory retailing scheme .Hyderabad got a lot of retailing malls but no where you can find a ‘rotatory retailing or servicing centre’
I took the help of my uncle and talked with several distributors and shop owners. I explained the complete scheme and some of them agreed to enter into the contract. In a city like Hyderabad, ‘Time is money’. Some people have to adjust their time to visit a market, bank etc., By the way, many people have their banks closed on their holidays. My idea is highly simple that we can provide services by taking charges.
I joined hands with 6 of my friends. Our contract is such that every investment over company is mine and in the profit 40% is mine and 10% for each of them. Though I planned well, I had a doubt about success but I decided not to think in that angle. If I would succeed, I can clear my debts and if I cant my debt amount increases. Thats all.
We started our business in K.P.H.B, the largest housing board in Asia. As an inaugurating offer, We offered services with no charges. We canvassed door to door and received a lot of orders in the first month itself. But as we were offering services with no charges, we had got no profit.
My friends supercharged me to impose charges on customers but my idea was different and rejected their proposals .My idea was to gain profit from distributor side. They left me after second month and I started appointing employees on the basis of commission
I shooted the brahmastra(the master arrow) over customers-life time membership offer for Rs.3000.The arrow hit the target and nearly I got 2000 lifetime members. Seeing our rotatory markets reputation, distributors in large numbers started approaching me. I cleared all my debts and entered into credit zone. I have entered in contract with hotels, vegetable markets, banks, super markets etc., my final arrow came out as chopped vegetables. Working women have little time for their house-hold activities and my ‘chopped vegetables’ attracted them like anything.
When I was enjoying the success over success, my mother’s cancer was worsened more. Really it’s a deep sorrow for me but I introspected and got no reason to cry. I accepted the life and I challenged where I can change it. I stopped believing God and challenged him, “You can do anything, you can take my pleasures away but you can’t take my confidence and spirit”
Finally when I got M.B.A seat, I thought of selling the whole company. Then the company was being operated all over Hyderabad with 10,000lifetime members,1,800 employees,82 branch offices and a complete turnover of 4 crore rupees. No other data is required to tell about my success. I wanted to sell the company but my uncle wanted to take it for lease. We entered the contract of 25 lakh rupees lease amount per year. The lease operates for 10 years.
I provided sophisticated treatment to my mother and I left her to do my M.B.A and reached here. The story started when Shriuta and Rishi entered into my life.
From my childhood, I got less friends to interact. Rishi is highly sensitive and he don’t know the odds of life. He expects love and care from everyone. On the day of his birthday, he was highly depressed for the thing, Shriuta hasn’t wished him. When my mother was in serious condition, he felt sorry.
Shriuta is quite different. She is from an upper middle class family and enjoys every delight in life. When my mother was in serious condition, she thought of arrangements instead of wasting time by thinking about the problem. There the actual management skill lies-thinking about the solution rather problem
I never loved anyone in life. Life challenged me and I have won the challenges in my own style but Sriutha have become a puzzle to me. Really I love her. I want her in my life. I never asked anything from God but I really pray Him for my love
It’s a pleasure for me to love you. The real love never expects any thing back. Alas.! But my heart is expecting a lot of love from you. When your eyes turn away, it seems that world is punishing me and when your eyes look at me; it resembles my mother’s care. My soul looses its identity entering you. Alas.! A second is enough to loose myself in your lap. ohh dream! It’s a delight for me to sing your song
SHRIUTA SPEAKS…..
What to tell about myself? Nothing is special about me. I was born in an upper middle class family. I have no problems like Uttam. All we have is love flowing among our selves. A loving mother, sweet father and a cute sister is my family. My favorite holiday spot is my home where I and my sister can sit on my fathers lap cracking jokes on friends, professors, neighbors etc.,
When I was in 8th standard, an idiot jumped over the compound wall and put a love letter in my school shoes. In the hurry, I haven’t read but removed and threw it aside. When I was returning from school, I had seen my father beating a half-naked boy at railway track. I came to know that my father read the letter and outcome result is the scene at railway track. He preserved the letter but he hasn’t asked me anything.
When I explained this to Rishi and Uttam, Rishi laughed a lot but Uttam just remained silent with no change in his face. At the starting, I misunderstood Uttam like he can’t enjoy the jokes and he always sits silent thinking about some odd things and I thought him as a perfect materialist.
But I am proved wrong. He has lot of feelings. He cares for us in his own way but he may never show and we may never know. On the day of Rishi’s birthday, he came to our hostel and bribed the watchman to call me at night 12a.m.In the exam tension, I really forgot about the birthday. He convinced me to sit in the shuttle-court with a cake and created such a scene in his own way. Rishi felt happy with my presence but Uttam never let him to know all this. He speaks less but conveys more.
When I slapped Rishi, Uttam dropped his cigarette quite normally but I came to know that he never touched it again. His greatness lies there.He is always ready to change himself
When his mother was in serious condition, he received a slip from principal. He read and smiled at us. The smile has no sorrow. It’s the peak of mental stability. Only a few persons can behave like that. Neither success nor sorrow excites/depresses him. He took his mothers death also a part of life’s challenge. No doubt, the world is going to see the ever greatest business tycoon soon.
But its not the thing with Rishi, small things depress him more and the small things even excites him more. He always tries to find faults in others. Rishi needs some body to fill confidence in him but its different with Uttam, he can fill confidence in anybody and he never finds fault in anyone. As a girl, I need a hand which can provide me the warmth of safety understandings and pleasures.
Uttam never prays the God for help and he never visits temples. Uttam says,”I believe in myself because if at all God exsists he dwells in me” but Rishi is different. He visits temple to crack jokes on people there. He cracks jokes on God and we often see a road-side Romeo in him. We can’t know, Whether he believes God/not? He never takes life seriously.
Uttam, really a pearl available on the earth. Its sure that I am in love with him. I like Rishi’s innocence and sometimes I really enjoy his dirty jokes. Of course, sometimes they hurt my feelings even. Uttam is a materialist for all and I wont say him as my dream boy. But I feel, ‘My life will be more happier with him’ I need him for all the delights.
While I see your sweet face and know that the song of my love pleases u…..Alas.! What comfort I find! But when u turn away your eyes and I no longer see in your sweet favor that your taking pleasure in my song, how my soul suffers! But I don’t stop loving u…on singing the hymn of my loves of your pleasure…ohh dream !its a delight for me to sing ur song”
1 more minute……
Everything in the World has got its own reason. Some may feel that the characters in the story are completely fictional but I derived the characters from the world around me. I know a person like Uttam and I know a girl like Shriuta. Finally Rishi, this type of mediocre persons are available everywhere.
Coming to the storyline…I have written to express my views and I haven’t thought about reader’s reaction while writing(may be this made story big). There is a little difference between ‘materialism and realism’. Both looks same but they differ and I tried to present this difference through Uttam’s character. Shriuta….I have no words to tell about this character. Its a rare personality available among girls. Rishi…! I wont find fault with this type of personalities. They always think themselves as the greatest pearls available on the earth. They cant enjoy the pleasure of spreading love but they want all others to love and compliment them.Its a childish stage of ‘I am o.k. but the world around me is not o.k.’ They always try to pass comments over others and they hate the persons who find fault with them and they never try to change. (I failed to portray all these perfectly)
Coming to the business ideas…..I have many schemes over this ‘Rotatory retailing scheme’. This is a hyper-model for ‘Door-delivery system’. My father and I have discussed this and finally I prepared many schemes over it. Everything written here is calculated and 4 crores turnover is quite possible. ‘Policy making and fund management’ is my favorite subject. Finally ‘chopped vegetables’ is not my idea. I have read from the news paper and it is presently running in Hyderabad.
It’s definitely a crime if I close this without saying ‘thanks’ to Krishna, my batch mate. I had written and thrown 2 drafts into the dustbin. When I was thinking about the story opening, he showed me a paragraph in his book. My brain flashed like anything and I asked his permission for a slight modification (The opening paragraph of Shriuta) then I moved the dreams delightedly.
